Wooing My Ex-Wife

The Newton siblings had been waiting in the dining room at the Newton residence for Whitney for a long while.

Yet, she still hadn’t returned for dinner.

Jasmine lightly furrowed her eyebrows. “Did you not pick up Whitney today, Charles? Why hasn’t she come back?”

Charles’ countenance turned grim. “I had something to take care of today, so I returned home ahead of time.”

“That’s where you’re wrong. What could be more important than picking up your wife from work?” Lucas was dissatisfied with Charles’ answer.

Jasmine added, “It hasn’t been long since Whitney joined the Newton family, Charles. She isn’t familiar with this area. Maybe she got lost while trying to come back?”

Charles stared at his watch with a grave expression and said nothing.

The siblings waited for another twenty minutes.

Seeing that Whitney still hadn’t returned and the sky was turning dark, Jasmine panicked. “You have crossed the line this time, Charles. You didn’t pick up your wife from work, and she still isn’t back home yet. The food is getting cold, yet you don’t seem to be worried at all.”

Once again, Charles looked at his watch quietly.

Jasmine took out her phone and called Whitney. “Charles, her phone is off. I can’t reach her. Did something happen to her?”

After glancing at the sky outside, Lucas said, “It’s getting dark pretty fast today. Looks like it’s about to rain. If it does, Whitney will have an even harder time returning home.”

Unable to sit still any longer, Charles rose to his feet and strode out of the dining room.

Immediately, Jasmine followed him, wanting to search for Whitney with him.

However, Lucas stopped her. “Don’t go and make things worse. It looks like they’ve had an argument. Let them deal with it themselves.”

True. Jasmine sat back down and stared at the rain outside the window worriedly.

The rain was getting heavier by the minute, and the sky was dark.

set off from the Newton residence to

car or bring his bodyguards with him.

figure would appear in his sight, but

I can’t find Whitney today, I’ll

his watch, unknowingly

residence for ten minutes. Unfortunately, he still

going to

out his

stunned. “Mrs. Newton hasn’t returned? How can that be? She left the office not long

everything that happened before she left,” Charles

up. Then, I offered her a ride home, but she refused. The last time I saw her was when she left the building

taxi or bus home. Given her financial situation, she would most likely take the bus. How stupid! Charles was irritated. Why did she have to take the bus when she could’ve arrived home in a comfortable

bus she took immediately! I want to know the routes she’ll most

before he went

later, Charles received

the three bus routes connected to the

end up at the subway station around three kilometers away from the Newton residence regardless of which bus

the garage and slowly drove

annoyed him as

for two kilometers, he caught the sight of a

was too dark, so he couldn’t see who it was. He

phone was out of battery, and she was unfamiliar with the streets as she had always been driven back to the

road was slippery, and the

completely lost and hungry after walking too much. Feeling tired, she opted to rest on the side of the road for

her countenance, she hopelessly buried her

had still hoped to see Charles picking her up with his car. However,

accumulated over time until she

the side of the road, she was drenched by the rain. Her wet hair was

like an