Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 840 Another Rumor 

Charles carried her upstairs, his face stern.

Returning to the bedroom, Charles did not utter a word. He simply took a bath as usual and then lay down. on the bed.

Sitting on the couch, Whitney glanced at him and hesitated for a moment before saying, “Tonight… I’ll sleep on the couch. Could you please help me get the blanket?”

Her leg was in such severe pain that she feared she might fall if she tried to fetch the blanket herself, which could potentially upset him.

Charles’ movements came to a halt. He walked straight to Whitney and picked her up, placing her on the bed.

Whitney quickly got to her feet. “I-I haven’t taken a bath.”

She had absolutely no time to change out of these dirty clothes throughout the day. They probably still recked of blood.

“What a hassle.”

Charles’ blue eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of impatience crossing his face. Once again, he stood up and carried her to the bathroom.

After entering the bathroom, he stayed there. Nervously gulping, Whitney stuttered, “Um… I-I can wash myself.”

“All right. Go to bed after you’ve finished washing up.”

With these cold words, Charles finally walked out of the bathroom.

Only then did Whitney dare to undress, and it was then that she noticed the wound on her leg. Although It was wrapped in gauze, traces of blood still seeped through.

Luckily, the last time she tidied up, she placed a first aid kit in the bathroom for emergencies. She never thought it would actually come in handy now.

Ouch, it really hurts.

The gauze was sticking to the wound, so the only option was to dampen it with water while gently peeling it off.

The sound of running water in the bathroom masked Whitney’s painful gasps.

She bit her lip hard, refusing to let herself make a sound.

After washing up and wrapping her wound, she lingered in the bathroom for a while, intentionally extending her time there.

hoped that by the time she exited the bathroom, he would already

Whitney finally

the moment she opened the door, she

Whitney was speechless.

waiting at the door this whole time?

man swiftly scooped

the bed, he turned off the lights and

time for

was pressed tightly against his chest, listening to the sound of his strong and powerful

they were extremely close with each other.

steady rhythm of breathing soon echoed from the person behind her, accompanied by a faint snoring sound. However, Whitney was not

parking lot, it seemed

called her his wife, did he

she dare to hope for too much.

the hope, the

your expectations, and you’ll reduce your disappointments. Forget it. Don’t

breakfast, Whitney was limping, preparing to hail a cab to work. However, Charles walked straight over and

nodded approvingly. “That’s more like it. Charles, you should have been bringing Whitney to work a long time ago. Now

“Yeah.”

the company, the

a bit

of Charles’ car, it would be inevitable that more gossip would

parking lot. I’ll just wait for him to go

heart, but Charles did not give her

car straight to the

head, she asked in a low voice, “We’re at the company.

appeared nonchalant. With an air of composure, he said. “You shouldn’t move around that much. It’s closer to reach the

that Whitney dared not refuse. With a sense of dread. she had no choice but to open the

was simply

a unique plate number. It was probably unmatched in the

at the door were all taken aback as they saw Whitney step out of the car. Fearful of being recognized,

of this

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