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 left her no

at a loss for words.

Fine then.

limped as she walked out.

at the logistics department, Isaac was personally packing her things. Whitney quickly took the folder from his hands. “I can do it myself.”

will be ready soon. The HR department has already made arrangements for your position.

matter loudly in the logistics

wanted to convey the message that Charles had personally arranged for Whitney to

Whitney knocked on Queenie’s office

“Come in.”

was Whitney, Queenie took the initiative to pour her a cup of warm water.

department. From now on, you’ll be working alongside Mr. Newton. Working with the CEO is not like working in the logistics department. You need to be

“I understand, Ms. Zeller. Thank you. Ever since I was an intern, you have generously shared

was truly grateful to Queenie.

her head with a 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

“Okay.”

bidding farewell to Queenie, Whitney headed to the top floor with

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

became curious about who she was and

long. Whitney’s name was almost on the

that all the assistants and special aides around Mr. Newton are men? How

understand? This person named Whitney is quite capable. In a short period of time, she hast risen from an intern to the position of the CEO’s

have caught his eye. I remember she even

beyond our comprehension. Let’s just focus on doing our own jobs.”

discussions had been almost a daily occurrence since Whitney

desk, Whitney was organizing the documents in front

realized just how many tasks Charles had to

Ding!

in front of her rang.

throat, Whitney hurriedly answered, “Mr. Newton, may I ask what

she addressed him as Mr.

a cup of coffee for me. Three

could even respond, the call

What the heck?

How am

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

Whitney was overwhelmed.

liked freshly ground coffee. However, every time