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 he’ll be able to return. It’s been three days since I last heard from him.”

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’

Gwendolyn Muprary is too

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

you. What if his people over there find something out? He’d

was like to be plagued with worry.

now, she’d probably already have flown over

suddenly suggested, “If you really

he doesn’t want

sure of Charles’ feelings for her, nor did she dare to bet on

made up your mind. I can arrange a private jet for you. In any case, take your time and think

away, leaving Whitney rather tempted

long distance away from Chanaca… Even by plane, the travel would take more than ten hours. Would Charles be surprised

more Whitney thought about her seeing Charles, the more nervous

the matter weighing heavy on her mind, Whitney absentmindedly

Jasmine, and the

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 passenger seat before, but I’m willing to let you be the first,” she piped up, doing her

that moment, however, Whitney’s mood was no longer as bad as

someone I want to see, I should do

serious and determined. “I want

Him?

it didn’t take long 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

have a stronger reaction ze this than met That said

need for that, Jasmine. Please keep this matter confidential,”

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

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

in the evening, which was eleven in the morning in

quite a while before someone on the other end

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

you tell me where you guys are? I want to go see

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

Even if Mrs. Newton were to drop