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.

trouble, and nobody knows when

Gwendolyn pulled out a pack of tissues for her. “Don’t worry. Harris Group also has companies in Muprary, so I’ll get

is too

sat beside Whitney, wrapping her arm around the latter’s shoulders to offer her

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 no

knew what it was like to be plagued with worry.

she’d probably already have flown over to

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

“But… What if he doesn’t want to see

feelings for her, nor did she dare to bet on it.

arrange a private jet for you. In any

Gwendolyn walked away, leaving Whitney rather

Chanaca… Even by plane, the travel would take more than ten hours. Would Charles be surprised if I

seeing Charles, the more

weighing heavy on her mind, Whitney absentmindedly ate her

and the

as the car window rolled down, Jasmine smiled and patted the passenger seat. “Get in. Whitney. I’ll take you somewhere fun. Just so you know, nobody has sat in my

was no longer as bad

I want

Whitney suddenly interrupted, her expression serious and determined. “I want to go find harm What do you

Him?

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 for the

Wore Who knew Jasmine would have a stronger reaction ze this than met That said I do feel a lot more confident than before because of her affirmation. Its settled,

keep this

a single word” she said cheerily. “Remember to smack Charles

two of them happily returned to the Newton residence, and Whitney began

eleven in the morning in Muprary,

quite a while before someone on the other end

Newton, is there something you need?” Isaac asked, his voice so deep that Whitney felt a little

where you guys are? I

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

been very busy negotiating with the local bigwigs recently. Even if Mrs. Newton were to drop by, he might not have the time