Wooing My Ex-Wife

Whitney shook her head as she stood and handed the ball to the boy. “Run along and play.”

The latter quickly gave Whitney a polite bow. “Thank you, miss. I wish you lots of happiness every day. I’m off to play now!”

With that, the little boy ran off, and to Whitney’s surprise, she felt her mood lift considerably. My, my. What a well-mannered boy he was!

Now that she was feeling much better, the woman spread her arms wide, feeling the breeze brushing against her face as she basked in the sun.

The next second, Whitney’s stomach let out an audible growl, and only then did she realize she hadn’t. eaten a single morsel of food since the night before.

Without further ado, she pulled out her phone to look up the nearby restaurants, and it didn’t take long before a particular name caught her eye-Fouad.

Wait a minute… I’ve accompanied Charles to this restaurant before for client meetings. Who knew I’d be back again? What a coincidence. Since I’m already in the area, I shall grab a meal here before leaving.

After realizing the restaurant wasn’t too far away, Whitney rented a public bike and cycled to her destination.

Upon entering the restaurant, she noticed it wasn’t very crowded, and the owner spotted her immediately. “Hello, Ms. Mellor. Are you here alone today, or are you waiting for someone?” he asked smilingly.

Charles was a VIP customer of Fouad and often had female companions by his side, so it was no surprise that the restaurant owner recognized Whitney at a glance.

“I’m on my own today. Don’t worry. You can tend to the other guests,” Whitney answered before picking. up the menu and sitting by the window, feeling somewhat dazed.

As it turned out, Gwendolyn was also in the restaurant meeting with a client, and she spotted Whitney as soon as the woman walked in.

Without further ado, Gwendolyn excused herself and strode over to Whitney.

“Whitney.”

Upon hearing the voice, Whitney looked up in surprise. “Gwendolyn, what brings you here?”

Gwendolyn curled her lips into a smile. “Oh, I just happened to be here to meet a client. How are you? Have you managed to get in touch with him?”

Alas, Whitney’s expression didn’t look all that good, which made Gwendolyn slightly worried.

some trouble, and nobody knows when

teary eyes, Gwendolyn pulled out a pack of tissues for her. “Don’t worry. Harris Group also has companies in Muprary, so I’ll get someone to inquire about Charles’ situtation.

Gwendolyn Muprary is

sat beside Whitney, wrapping her arm around

good thing he’s not contacting you. What if his people over there find something out? He’d be worried too, wouldn’t he? Aren’t there times when

what it was like to be

Muprary right now, she’d probably already have flown over

emotions had settled, Gwendolyn suddenly suggested, “If you really can’t stop worrying.

froze. “But… What if he

feelings for her, nor did she dare to

advised as she poured Whitney a cup of warm water. “Besides, you’re his girlfriend, not a stranger. Let me know once you’ve made up your mind. I can arrange a private jet for you. In

saying that, Gwendolyn walked away, leaving Whitney rather

take more than

her seeing Charles, the more

matter weighing heavy on her mind, Whitney absentmindedly ate her

the latter

in. Whitney. I’ll take you somewhere fun. Just so you know, nobody has sat in my passenger seat before, but I’m willing to let you be the first,” she

mood was no longer as bad as before.

right… Life is indeed short. If there’s someone I want to see, I should do it immediately.

expression serious and determined. “I want to go find harm What do

Him?

before she grasped what Whimey had meani Bubbling with excitement, she nodded fervently. “Are you going to Muprary? I support you! Do you need to book a flight I can arrange for someone to get you tickets

ze this than met That said I do feel a lot more confident than

Please keep this matter confidential,” Whitney

won’t utter a single word”

the two of them happily returned to the Newton residence, and Whitney began packing her luggage.

in the morning in Muprary, the latter dialed Isaac’s number.

quite a while before someone on the other end finally picked

need?” Isaac asked, his voice so deep that Whitney felt

me where you guys are? I want

soon as he heard that. “Mrs. Newton… A-Are you serious?”

if Mrs. Newton were to drop