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

or bring his bodyguards with him. He only

he hoped Whitney’s familiar figure would appear in his sight,

I can’t find Whitney today, I’ll have to call the

at his watch, unknowingly

residence for ten minutes. Unfortunately, he still didn’t see anyone with the help

isn’t going to

pulled out his

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

happened before she left,”

underground parking lot, so I approached her and told her you wouldn’t be picking her up. Then, I offered her

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

took immediately! I want to know the routes she’ll most likely take to return to the Newton

he went to carry out his

Charles received Isaac’s

clearly listed the three bus routes connected to the subway Whitney had most likely

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

back to the garage and slowly drove along the street to

squeaking of the wipers annoyed him as

driving for two kilometers, he caught the sight of a thin figure sitting on the side of the

dark, so he couldn’t see who it was. He could only approach the figure

she had always been driven back to the Newton residence. She had never been down these

road was slippery, and the sky

walking too much. Feeling tired, she opted to rest on the side

car headlight shone on her countenance, she hopelessly buried her head between

hoped to see Charles picking her up with his car. However, he wasn’t in any of the cars that passed

over time until she eventually stopped

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

like an abandoned