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.

of her lips,

her. Slightly annoyed, he said, “Have you lost your voice?

a faint tobacco scent. Whitney

he enjoys the night breeze? I just

on.” His tone was domineering and

Whitney felt uncomfortable, she didn’t say anything.

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

forward, teasing, “Charles, you’re such a workaholic. You disregard everything when you’re working. Whitney is frail, you know.

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

wonderful news! It seems Charles, the typical macho man, has

you take responsibility if you keep delaying her meal and she

the Newton family, Charles

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

that moment, she was

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 room, he let go of her

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 won’t

on the bed,”

is. Besides agreeing, she couldn’t say anything else.

side of the bed, dialed the phone downstairs, and ordered, “Bring a bowl of

moments ago was instantly swept away. Sure, he might

The enticing aroma stirred- Whitney’s appetite. However, due to Charles’ presence. Whitney remained somewhat reserved,

She bathed and went to bed, knowing that Charles wouldn’t

planning to be a real headache. However, after getting through the toughest initial days, she realized

value. During the period she was completing the proposal, she also consulted

the most incisive suggestions for her proposal. It was during that period