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.”

no argument and left her no

a

Fine then.

nodded and limped as she walked

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

has already made arrangements

deliberately spoke about this matter loudly in the logistics

Charles had personally arranged for Whitney to work by

on Queenie’s

“Come in.”

Queenie took the initiative to pour her a cup of warm

Newton. Working with the CEO is not like working in the logistics department. You need

a smile. “I understand, Ms. Zeller. Thank you. Ever since I was an intern, you have generously shared your work experience with me. If it weren’t

grateful to Queenie.

you’ve achieved is due to your own hard

“Okay.”

headed to the top floor

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

were originally uninterested in Whitney became curious about who she was and how

almost on the lips of every employee

it true that all the assistants and special aides around Mr. Newton are men? How come this time. they’ve let someone from the logistics department

short period of time, she hast risen from an intern to the position of the CEO’s assistant. From what I know, she’s also quite attractive.”

caught his eye. I remember she even presented a plan at the

beyond our comprehension. Let’s just

almost a daily occurrence since Whitney became the

was organizing the documents

she realized just how many tasks Charles had

Ding!

of her rang. It was connected to Charles’ office.

hurriedly answered, “Mr. Newton, may I ask what your

during work hours, she addressed

for me. Three parts sugar and seventy percent

Whitney could even respond, the

What the heck?

How am I supposed to measure

always complained that the coffee she made was either too hot or too cold. This

Whitney was overwhelmed.

freshly ground coffee. However, every time she ground the coffee,