Wooing My Ex-Wife

Whitney had been worried about sitting in the same car as Charles, but her worry was unnecessary since he did not even think about fetching her along.

Whitney sighed as she looked at Charles’ car which was already completely out of sight. She realized she should have known her place better.

When Charles was in a good mood, he could tolerate her being herself and speaking freely.

However, once she crossed the line, she meant nothing to him, and he would have no qualms about punishing her for her wrongdoings.

The realization hit Whitney like a ton of bricks, but she quickly dispelled those thoughts. She was resolved to earn money to bring her mother to Salinsburgh in Chanaea so that they could live together peacefully and comfortably.

She took out her phone, intending to book a taxi to the office.

Jasmine had finished her breakfast and was about to leave the house when she saw Whitney standing by the road in the far distance.

“Whitney, why are you standing here alone? Where’s Charles?”

Whitney jumped at the sudden voice behind her.

Feeling embarrassed, she smiled awkwardly. “He has something urgent at the laboratory today. Since it’s not on the way, I told him I’ll go to work myself.”

“This entire district belongs to the Newton family, so I don’t think you can get a taxi here. Why don’t I give you a lift?”

Hearing Jasmine’s words, Whitney could only agree helplessly. “All right, then. So sorry to trouble you, Jasmine.”

“Not at all. I have nothing important anyway. I’m just going to meet a friend, and she won’t mind if I’m a few minutes late.”

On the way to the office, Whitney felt more determined than ever to earn money.

Then, I’ll buy a car so that I need not beg Charles to

several questions. She was trying to find out if they were fighting and wanted to be

anything else other than the reason she had given earlier. Realizing she would not

famous within the logistics department for her fearless way of catching rats. Even those female co-workers who disliked her dared not

morning

was touching up her makeup at her desk during lunch break when a few close female co-workers began to

Newton again at

us to see him in person, yet you keep bumping into

have you exchanged words with Mr.

of nosy co-workers surrounded her with envious expressions. They never imagined someone from their logistics department

department was considered the lowest form of life in the company and rarely received attention. The annual town hall event was the only opportunity the staff had to see

logistics department, for she had a few

her co-workers was loud enough for

head and glanced over, feeling

Charles met at the parking lot yesterday afternoon was Lana. He openly criticized Lana and me before, so he should have known who she was. Why did he pretend not to know her

turned over and

was parked right beside mine. For some reason, my engine

group of female co-workers exclaimed with

continued, “He’s not as cold as what others said. He’s quite easygoing and

head, appearing slightly nervous as a light

even Lana herself believed it was

is it possible that

our colleagues at the finance department meet Mr. Newton frequently. According to them, Mr. Newton is usually cold and distant. Even they don’t get to talk to him much. Yet, he initiated

how could Mr. Newton like me?

time you met him in the elevator? It was his first visit to the logistics department, but he specifically asked for you. He didn’t come

I can’t comment much. It’s