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.

glimpse of her lips, which were pale from the cold. Charles’ expression grew even

annoyed, he said, “Have you lost

faint tobacco scent. Whitney was about to be moved when

She softly retorted. What if he enjoys the night breeze? I

on.” His tone was domineering and

though Whitney felt uncomfortable,

his arm around her waist, gently pulling her into his embrace as they

frail, you know. Do you really have the heart to make her

quickly clarified, “No, Jasmine, it’s not what Charles came home late because he was keeping me company at work

“That’s wonderful news! It seems Charles, the typical macho man, has finally learned to cherish his wife.”

you take responsibility if you keep delaying

Newton family, Charles often generously

that to deal with the Newton family, she couldn’t help but feel a flutter

she

right, I won’t keep your wife from her meal any longer. Are you happy now? Let me tell you, Charles, showing off your love is disgraceful!” Jasmine made

the stairs. The moment they entered the

something to eat for myself. I can sleep on the

on the bed,” he

is. Besides agreeing, she couldn’t

bed, dialed the phone downstairs, and

The gloom she had felt at the company moments ago was instantly swept away. Sure, he might have a sharp tongue, but he was actually quite kind

freshly made bowl of pasta. The enticing aroma stirred- Whitney’s appetite. However, due

of tiredness wash over her. She bathed and went to bed, knowing

found the planning to be a real headache. However,

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

most incisive suggestions for her proposal. It was during that period that Whitney grew a lot. Her perspective and knowledge all elevated to