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.

diffuser on his table. It was something Whitney had brought over one

on his

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

man dressed in a deep blue suit walked in. It was Isaac, who

wore a black suit,

looked at him suspiciously and asked coldly, “What’s up? Got

said, “Well, I have to go out for dinner

you wanted to acquire last time? I have secured the best proposal for the company. Please review it, and if there are

had faith in Isaac’s abilities. After a quick skim through the document, he found no major issues. He

you need anything, feel free to reach out to

Isaac got ready

I have something

turning around with surprise. Numerous company-related matters flashed through his mind.

seem to have noticed any unexpected incidents at the

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

Newton mean by this? Could

you are undoubtedly a paragon of virtue, handsome and wealthy, a top-tier authority in the elite class,

at his outfit for the day. He asked, “So, how do I look

is

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

I noticed, or Mr. Newton would definitely dock my pay.

my scent seem strange

that his CEO, who used to pay no attention to his appearance, had suddenly started caring about how he looked.

If Mrs. Newton sees you, she will definitely fall head over

at the corner of Charles’ mouth.

was astounded once again. He never expected that the

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

was no further reaction from his boss. Something

to protect his meager salary, Isaac quickly said, “Mr. Newton, I’ll

slipped away with the