Wooing My Ex-Wife

“Ugh…” Whitney endured the pain with a frown. As she barely had any energy left, she couldn’t escape him.

Looking aggrieved, she said, “I’m just your wife in name who’ll be a stranger to you a year later. Yesterday, I made you angry, and you warned me, and today you didn’t come to pick me up. You’re clearly punishing me. Were you expecting me to throw away my pride and call you to drive me home? Is that it? I could’ve returned on my own, but my phone ran out of battery. It’s not like I got myself lost on purpose. You were the one who didn’t want me to rely on you, Charles, and I know I can’t because how else am I supposed to live without you a year later? Sooner or later, I’m going to have to familiarize myself with the route to work. The route will be etched into my mind after I make a few more mistakes.”

The sting on her cheek lingered as she endured the pain Charles inflicted on her by pulling her hair.

Intensely aggrieved, Whitney continued, “Why are you doing this to me, Charles? I know I was wrong. I won’t ask about your past with Gwendolyn again. I know I don’t deserve to learn about your past and that I can’t be compared to her in your heart, but I’m doing my best, too. I pursued you for five years after moving to Chanaea from Tayhaven. It’s not like I’m asking you to like me. I merely want you not to treat me so harshly. This way, I’ll still have a positive image of you in my mind after I leave you in a—”

Without warning, Charles tossed his umbrella away, pressed her head toward him, and kissed her lips.

His kisses were domineering.

Whitney felt as though she had been struck by lightning.

Her mind went blank. Even her breath was almost stolen by that unexpected kiss.

Charles… is kissing me? Is he crazy?

She hammered her fist on his chest, but she was too weak to cause any harm to him.

Charles hugged her tighter, attacking her olfactory senses with his scent.

No pedestrians or vehicles passed them by on the secluded street.

There was only Charles’ luxury car illuminating the two embracing figures.

Even the cold, rainy air seemed to have become sweeter due to the kiss.

for a few minutes until Whitney fainted in his

face, then removed his coat and wrapped it around her shoulders. He carried her into his car and drove

Why is she so pale? Was she kidnapped? Is she hurt? Didn’t you bring

bothered to answer any of her questions. He turned to Manuel and ordered,

“Will do, Mr. Newton.”

placed her on the bed

upon realizing

over to check up on

said, “Help me change her clothes. Her

with a grimace, his long eyelashes concealing the panic in

was confused. “What? Whitney’s your wife. Why are you so embarrassed about

Bang!

received was the loud slamming of the

who treats their wife like this?” spat Jasmine before carrying out her brother’s

grabbed a set of pajamas from the closet

the family doctor arrived and took

drenched in the rain for hours, she caught a fever, which was unsurprising, and her body

hooked her up to an IV drip with a nutritional solution

the room to prevent others from spotting him losing

study and shut the door to

was still pouring from the sky

windows into cracks.

window and smoked a

he had shared with Whitney on the side of

pounding, and he couldn’t calm

feelings for a woman other than Gwendolyn. However, at that moment, I really did feel something for Whitney. I’ve loved Gwendolyn for over a decade,