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.”

tone that brooked no argument and

a

Fine then.

nodded and limped as she

packing her things. Whitney quickly took the folder from his

will be ready soon. The HR department has already made arrangements for your position. Starting tomorrow, you will

deliberately spoke about this matter loudly in the logistics department.

personally arranged for

knocked on Queenie’s office door.

“Come in.”

Queenie took the initiative to pour her

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

Ever since I was an intern, you have generously shared your work experience with me. If it weren’t for your

grateful to Queenie.

smile. “You don’t need to thank anyone. Everything you’ve achieved is due to your own hard work. I simply saw my past self in you. Keep going. I believe in you.”

“Okay.”

Whitney headed to the top floor

new assistant on the company’s official website, the whole company instantly erupted

about who she was

long. Whitney’s name was almost on the lips

special aides around Mr. Newton are men? How come this

risen from an intern to the position of the CEO’s assistant.

abilities to have caught his eye. I remember she even presented a plan at the general staff meeting. Not everyone has the audacity and ability to perform

CEO are beyond our comprehension. Let’s just focus on

discussions had been almost a daily occurrence since Whitney became the CEO’s assistant.

desk, Whitney was organizing the documents in front of

the CEO’s assistant, she realized just how many

Ding!

phone in front of her rang.

her throat, Whitney hurriedly answered, “Mr. Newton, may I

during work hours, she addressed him as

cup of coffee for me. Three parts

could even respond, the

What the heck?

seventy percent hot? How am I supposed to measure that?

had always complained that the coffee she made was either too hot or too

Whitney was overwhelmed.

liked freshly ground coffee. However, every time she ground the coffee, it hurt her hands..