Wooing My Ex-Wife

Charles slowly pulled his luxury car over by the roadside. He couldn’t help but stare at Whitney

After she had bustled around for the entire day, deep fatigue lined her face.

As Charles recalled her bustling figure in the office, his hand subconsciously stroked her cheek and pinched the soft flesh.

After drifting off, Whitney slept for two hours straight. When she woke up, she was completely disoriented.

She promptly opened her eyes and realized she was still in the car. She quickly glanced to the side, only to be greeted by the sight of Charles resting with his eyes closed.

On instinct, she wiped the corner of her mouth, fearing that she might have done something ungraceful while asleep, such as drooling.

Sensing that the person beside him stirred slightly, Charles immediately opened his eyes. Turning to look at her, he asked in a hoarse voice, “You’re awake?”.

“Um, sorry. How long was I asleep?”

Outside, the sky had turned completely dark, leaving Whitney feeling somewhat lost.

Charles said calmly. “Two hours.”

Huh? Does that mean that he waited for me in the car for a whole two hours?

The light inside the car was dim, but with the illumination of the streetlights, Whitney could see that his cyes werebloodshot.

She even had his jacket draped over her. It was already thoroughly imbued with her scent then.

Having kept him waiting for so long. Whitney felt somewhat embarrassed.

“What were you planning to do with me? Was I keeping you back from something important?”

If she had rld Charles’ affairs up because of her drowsiness, it would be her mistake.

Charley restarted his luxury car without uttering a word, simply returning to the Newton residence.

After taking a shower at night, Whitney was just about to sleep with a blanket in hand when Charles stopped her “Sleep on the bed.”

Whitney was stunned for a second, seemingly not understanding his meaning, staring at him with confusion in her eyes.

Meeting her dazed and adorable gaze, Charles climbed out of bed and snagged the blanket from her hands.

Got it

Sleep beside him?

up early, so I might disrupt

words

dissatisfaction showed on Charles’s face. He pulled her onto the bed and lay

Whitney involuntarily stiffened for fear that any movement might upset

down

she felt a sudden wave

heart is being so fast that if it weren’t for the blanket holding it down, it might just leap out

Thump!

Thump, thump!

breathing and even

when Charles was sleeping beside her for

remained

shares her

was just too loud that it was

him to inhale the fragrance of her

affect his mood, yet he couldn’t help but want to get closer to her.

left him somewhat irritated, but unexpectedly,

the early morning

discover in surprise that they were embracing

top of that, her hand rested on

night other than

saw that Charles was still

smelled pleasant, carrying a hint of

that in the face of a man one liked one could sense his

be irresistible, compelling one to yearn

were long, casting a series of

of oppression was reduced significantly. Instead, he looked

knew better than to disturb a sleeping tiger. She carefully got out of

coming down

you get up so early, Whitney?

that hour. It was

as well go to the office for a look. I

well