Wooing My Ex-Wife

Charles’ eyes were filled with nothing but disdain, making Whitney feel somewhat embarrassed.

That plan was the result of her pondering all afternoon.

She raised her hand to shield her screen, stuttering, “Um… I-I’m not done yet. This is just a prototype.”

As she spoke, she lacked any hint of confidence. She wasn’t adept at creating proposals, but luckily, Queenie had given her half a month. She still had the opportunity to refine her work.

In that case, Charles didn’t feel like dampening her enthusiasm, simply asking. “Do you plan on sleeping. at the office tonight?” Judging by her demeanor, if I didn’t show up, she might actually spend the night at the office. I really can’t fathom what’s going on in her mind.

Only then did Whitney notice the time. She hadn’t realized it was almost ten in the night.

At that moment, her stomach growled, a blush instantly coloring her neck. Even the tips of her ears turned red.

“Haven’t eaten yet?” asked Charles.

Whitney nodded. If it weren’t for Charles, she wouldn’t have realized it was already past her working -hours.

Seeing that, Charles was somewhat dissatisfied and said coldly, “Pack up and head home.”

Whitney didn’t dare to refuse his request. She quickly saved the draft on her computer, picked up her bag. and followed him out.

His strides were long, so Whitney had to jog to keep up with his pace.

Soon after, his luxury car roared to life, taking off at a speed akin to an arrow released from its bow. Startled, Whitney immediately gripped her seatbelt tightly.

Charles rolled down the car window, letting the cold wind sweep into the car.

Dressed in thin clothing, Whitney felt a chill as the wind blew toward her. She couldn’t help but wrap her arms around herself, silently enduring the cold.

he caught a glimpse of her lips, which were pale from the cold. Charles’

jacket onto her. Slightly annoyed, he said, “Have you lost your voice? Are you trying to catch a cold?”

coat he tossed over carried his warmth and a faint tobacco scent. Whitney was about to be moved when his words

he enjoys the night breeze? I just don’t want to upset

His tone was domineering

uncomfortable, she didn’t say

to the Newton residence, he wrapped his arm around her waist, gently pulling her into his

when you’re working. Whitney is frail, you know. Do you really have the heart

Charles came home late because he was keeping me company

“That’s wonderful news! It seems Charles,

wife hasn’t eaten yet. Will you take

family, Charles often generously called Whitney

family, she couldn’t help

moment, she was his

keep your wife from her meal any longer. Are you happy now? Let me tell you, Charles, showing off

ascended the stairs. The moment they entered the

understood and parted ways with him. “Once they’re all asleep, I can make something to eat for myself. I can sleep on the couch tonight so that I

the bed,” he

bed it is. Besides agreeing, she couldn’t say

side of the bed, dialed the phone downstairs, and ordered, “Bring a bowl of pasta with an egg

quiet chuckle. The gloom she had felt at the company moments ago

brought up the freshly made bowl of pasta. The enticing aroma stirred- Whitney’s appetite. However, due to Charles’ presence. Whitney remained somewhat reserved, eating very

went to bed, knowing that Charles wouldn’t return that night. She chose a

real

initial proposal acquired some reference value. During the period she was completing the proposal, she also consulted Queenie

her proposal. It was during that period that Whitney grew a lot. Her perspective and knowledge all elevated to a new