Wooing My Ex-Wife

By the time Whitney returned to the Newton residence from work, Charles had already arrived, sitting on the sofa and discussing matters related to the Newton Group with the family.

Seeing her return, Jasmine took the initiative to approach her. “Whitney, why didn’t your come back with Charles today?”

All eyes from the Newton family turned toward her in unison.

Whitney glanced at Charles, walked over to his side, and said with a smile, “I Kot held up today after work chatting with Ms. Zeller. Charles has been so busy lately, and as his wife, how could I not worry about him? So, I asked him to come home first.”

As she spoke, Charles casually placed her hand in his own with languid ease.

“Of course my wife cares about me. You guys carry on with your chat. My wife and I need to go upstairs to discuss some matters.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Charles took her hand and led her upstairs. The rest of the Newton family couldn’t help but chuckle, teasing them a bit under their breath.

Even when they arrived at the turn of the staircase, Charles showed no signs of letting go of her.

Feeling the warmth of his palm, Whitney couldn’t help but break out in sweat.

Upon entering the study, Charles switched on his computer, his voice indifferent as he said, “I’ve seen the proposal you submitted. It’s too naive.”

Naïve…

The destructive power of the word was immense for Whitney. She had poured so much effort into the new version, yet it still failed to catch his eye.

“I’m sorry…” Whitney replied softly.

Charles glanced over at her, and she didn’t dare to say anything more.

“You don’t know how to do it, yet you don’t know how to ask too?”

With a swift motion of his hands, he tapped a few keys on the keyboard, and several documents popped up on the computer screen. They were titled: XX Project Plan, XX Management Plan, and XX Summary.

Every document ended with Charles’s personal signature.

This is… the previous planning proposal of Newton Group! These are all secrets of the Newton Group. Why is he pulling out these documents now?

Whitney was completely bewildered. The next second, Charles said, “Take a good look at. these documents. If there’s anything you don’t understand, ask me.”

shoulder, guiding her to sit in front of the computer. He then settled himself on the small

of her, Whitney was

he trying to teach me how to create a proposal? If I didn’t misunderstand him, that’s what

on her from behind, Whitney’s heartbeat suddenly quickened. After taking a few deep breaths, she managed to refocus her thoughts back on the

an hour, Whitney finally went through the plans in front of her

on the surface, there were still many details that needed

always be concise and to the

the sound of flipping

subtly turned her head, only to find Charles engrossed in a book about finance and

foreign. language. Because the subject was

should have

the more she realized the vast difference between her abilities and his.

her back. Just as she was

scent that was uniquely Charles’s drew

slowly bent over, lightly clicking the mouse, and annotating on the document. He directly highlighted

have one thing in common. This part, this part, and this part all employ

danced across the computer screen.

he finally stopped pointing and asked, “Do you understand?”

sudden question caught Whitney off guard, making her incredibly nervous. She stammered, “L… I… There’s

a conversation, and to her

not right. At the meeting today. I was the one who messed things up, so why

up in Whitney’s mind, but she didn’t dare to

project proposal on the computer, Charles noticed that her mind was not

reward for teaching you how to write a proposal, accompany me

“Female companion?”

an eyebrow arrogantly, “Do you have a

at

had no right to refuse, as she was now just

going to bed, Charles sent her the guest list for the business gala on

would undoubtedly be

at a glance, written right