Wooing My Ex-Wife

The luxury car drove out of the Newton Group, Whitney, in a good mood, couldn’t help but hum a song. However, she dared not sing too loudly for fear of Charles’ ridicule.

Every now and then, she would steal a glance at Charles, taking in his stern, cold features.

Noticing the gaze of the lady next to him, Charles deliberately met her eyes and teased, “What’s the matter? Has your husband’s handsomeness left you dazed?”

Upon hearing his joke, Whitney’s cheeks instantly turned red. She huffed lightly and muttered under her breath. “W-who goes around saying they’re handsome?)

Charles disagreed and said, “It’s called confidence.”

Whitney turned her head away, no longer speaking.

At night, after taking a bath, Whitney sat by the window, enjoying the breeze.

She closed her eyes in enjoyment, relishing the comforting feeling of the gentle breeze caressing her face.

When Charles came out of the bathroom, he saw her leisurely swinging her legs by the window, looking quite content.

However, the evening breeze was still quite chilly. She might catch a cold if she didn’t put on more layers.

Charles brought over a small blanket and threw it over her. His words, however, were far from caring. “If you catch a cold, I’m docking your pay.”

“Achoo!”

Whitney sneezed before turning around to glare at him. She raised her little fists and protested, “Even if you’re the boss, you shouldn’t bully your employees like this, should you?”

The two of them bickered a while longer before heading to bed.

Bright and early the next morning, Charles was already working in the CEO’s office.

Today, he was once again dressed in a black suit, but what was different was the new color of the tie around his neck.

His thoughts wandered even as his gaze roamed over the documents before him.

the aromatherapy diffuser on his table. It was something Whitney had brought over one day, claiming his office

someone knocked on his door.

set down the incense. He reverted back to his usual stern demeanor and announced,

in a deep blue suit walked in. It

suit, but surprisingly,

suspiciously and asked coldly, “What’s up?

a bit sheepishly and said, “Well, I have to

Isaac quickly changed the topic. “Mr. Newton, do you remember the company you wanted to acquire last time? I have secured the best proposal for the company. Please review it, and if there are no issues, I will

the document, he found no major issues. He then picked up his special metal pen and signed his name on

you need anything, feel free to

got ready to leave.

something

paused in his steps, turning around with surprise. Numerous company-related matters

have noticed any unexpected incidents at the

cleared his throat and said, “I wanted to ask… how

aback. What does Mr. Newton mean by this? Could it be a test?

handsome and wealthy, a top-tier authority in the elite class, and

down at his outfit for the day. He asked, “So, how

question is this?

questions flashed through his mind, but he still responded dutifully, “Mr Newton, you’ve changed your tie today, and you look even more handsome than

Mr. Newton would

my scent seem strange

hadn’t expected that his CEO, who used to pay no attention to his appearance, had suddenly

Newton, your outfit is absolutely irresistible. If Mrs. Newton sees you, she will definitely fall head over heels

this, a smirk tugged at the corner of Charles’ mouth.

again. He never expected that the stoic Charles would

bruised by the things Mr. Newton threw at him. Even if things did not progress to that extent, he would still

Isaac’s lengthy praises for Charles, there was no further reaction

I’ll go get busy now. You rest. Call me if

away with