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,

finally sauntered out of the

door, she almost bumped

Whitney was speechless.

been waiting at the door this

could speak, the man swiftly scooped

the lights and pulled her back

was time

to the sound of his strong and

they were extremely

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

an unpleasant encounter in the parking lot, it seemed as if

wife, did he mean it?

know, nor did she dare to hope for

the hope, the greater the

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

to work.

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

“Yeah.”

the company, the two of

felt a

people from the company saw her getting out of Charles’ car, it would be inevitable that more gossip would

I’ll just

but Charles did not give her the chance

his luxury car straight to the front of the company building.

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

an air of composure, he said. “You shouldn’t

not refuse. With a sense of dread. she had no choice

car was simply

was a dark-gray Rolls-Royce with a unique plate number. It was probably

step out of the

unbeknownst to her, word of this

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