Wooing My Ex-Wife

Whitney was terrified to the core and too scared to struggle for fear that she might fall flat on her bum.

Feeling the warmth of his body and the rhythm of his heartbeat, Whitney slowly turned her head and raised her swollen eyes to meet his gaze.

At that very moment, her eyes resembled an aggrieved baby deer who was desperately in need of her master’s comfort and yearning for a warm embrace to alleviate all the malice she had endured recently.

Charles settled on the couch and allowed Whitney to sit on his lap. His fingertips threaded through her golden hair and soothingly massaged the back of her head.

Whitney was stunned.

It seemed as if the man before her eyes had been possessed.

He was so gentle that it felt like a trap.

In his arms. Whitney gradually calmed down.

“Are you feeling better after letting it all out?”

Whitney blinked her long lashes, which were wet with tears before nodding in a daze.

Charles took a tissue and gently wiped her tears away. “Do you still want to resign?”

His voice was unusually gentle.

Somewhat taken aback, Whitney still nodded. Her gaze was resolute.

Understanding her concerns, Charles released his embrace, pressed the intercom, and instructed Isaac, “Whitney will work at the top level from now on and serve as my assistant.”

Upon hearing that, Whitney was shocked.

Gossip had already spread like wildfire in the company. If she were to work directly by his side, it would inevitably fuel the rumors even more.

She did not want to become a burden to him.

When the call ended, Charles’ gaze turned to her. Raising an eyebrow, he said, “What else are you worried about? No one dares to gossip when you’re working with me.”

“But… I don’t want to cause you any trouble.”

Charles stood up, returned to his desk, and quickly immersed himself in his work. His fingers were rapidly typing on the keyboard, and he completely ignored Whitney’s words.

“Go pack your things.”

brooked no argument and left her no

a loss for words.

Fine then.

as she walked out.

department, Isaac was personally packing her things. Whitney quickly took the folder from his

workstation will be ready soon. The HR department has already made arrangements for your position. Starting tomorrow, you will officially be Mr. Newton’s

spoke about this matter loudly

had personally arranged for

Whitney knocked on Queenie’s office door.

“Come in.”

took the

with the CEO is not like working in the logistics department. You need to be on your toes at all times. Try

understand, Ms. Zeller. Thank you. Ever since I was an intern, you have generously shared your work experience with me. If it weren’t for your guidance, I’m afraid I’d still be that clueless intern.”

was truly grateful to

to your own hard work. I simply saw my past self

“Okay.”

Queenie, Whitney headed to the top floor

the HR department posted the name of Charles new assistant on the company’s official website, the whole

those who were originally uninterested in Whitney became curious about who she was and how she had the ability to stay by Charles’ side.

long. Whitney’s name was almost on the lips of every employee

special aides around Mr. Newton are men? How come this time. they’ve

period of time, she hast risen from an intern to the position of the CEO’s assistant.

beauty. She must possess extraordinary abilities to have caught his eye. I remember she even presented

of the CEO are beyond our comprehension. Let’s just focus

had been almost a daily occurrence

Whitney was organizing the documents in front of her.

CEO’s assistant, she realized just how many tasks Charles had to handle every

Ding!

of her rang. It

“Mr. Newton, may I ask

addressed

coffee for me.

respond,

What the heck?

hot? How am I supposed to measure that?

past. Charles had always complained that the coffee she made was either too hot or too cold. This time, he gave her a specific

Whitney was overwhelmed.

ground coffee. However,