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.”

the same tone that brooked no argument

a loss for

Fine then.

nodded and limped as she

logistics department, Isaac was personally packing her things. Whitney quickly

arrangements for your position. Starting tomorrow, you will officially be Mr. Newton’s assistant.”

spoke about this matter loudly in the logistics

had personally arranged for Whitney to work by his side.

knocked on Queenie’s office door.

“Come in.”

the visitor was Whitney, Queenie took the initiative to

on, you’ll be working alongside Mr. Newton. Working with the CEO is not like working

shared your work

truly grateful to

need to thank anyone. Everything you’ve achieved is due to

“Okay.”

bidding farewell to Queenie, Whitney headed to the top floor with her belongings.

the HR department posted the name of Charles new assistant on

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

almost on the lips of every employee in the

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

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 assistant. From what I

is not the type to be swayed by beauty. She must possess extraordinary abilities to have caught his eye. I remember she even presented a

thoughts of the CEO are beyond our comprehension. Let’s just focus on doing our own

a daily occurrence since Whitney became

top-level assistant’s desk, Whitney was organizing the documents in front of

just how many tasks Charles had

Ding!

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

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

addressed him as

of coffee for me.

respond,

What the heck?

percent hot? How

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

Whitney was overwhelmed.

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