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.”

speaking, Charles gently pressed down on Whitney’s shoulder, guiding her to sit in front of the computer. He then settled himself on the small sofa opposite her, engrossed in his phone.

the documents in front of her, Whitney was taken aback.

a proposal? If I

quickened. After taking

about half an hour, Whitney finally went through the plans in front of her and understood why Charles called her naive.

on the surface, there were still many details that needed

be concise and to the point.

sound of flipping pages could be

to find Charles engrossed in a book about finance and

a foreign.

capable as him should have no problem reading

and his. Silently, she withdrew her gaze and refocused on the

in her back. Just as she was about to stretch, a figure.

was uniquely Charles’s drew closer,

lightly clicking the mouse, and annotating on the document. He

thing in common. This part, this part, and this

fingers danced across the computer screen.

stopped pointing

guard, making her incredibly nervous. She stammered, “L… I… There’s something I still

to strike up a conversation, and to her surprise, Charles unexpectedly answered her

At the meeting today. I was the one who messed things up, so why did

pop up in Whitney’s mind, but

noticed that her mind was not on it. Frustrated, he

for teaching you how to write a proposal, accompany me to a dinner. party tomorrow as my

“Female companion?”

an eyebrow arrogantly, “Do you have

not at all.”

refuse, as she was now

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

Harris Group would undoubtedly be on the guest list for the

Whitney spotted Gwendolyn’s name at a glance,