Wooing My Ex-Wife

Even though her mind was filled with countless doubts, Whitney didn’t ask anything.

Isaac stepped forward at the right moment, respectfully calling out, “Mr. Newton.”

“Alright. Let’s head back.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Charles brushed past Whitney’s shoulder and boarded the helicopter.

Looking through the helicopter’s window, Charles gazed at the people standing on the ground.

Winona was waving goodbye to him, then she turned around and headed back to the fishing. village.

In the moment she turned around, the reluctance on Winona’s face faded, replaced by indifference.

His departure was not the end. She believed that Charles would come looking for her again.

Whitney gazed into the distance, her heart a mix of emotions as she watched the petite. figure of the girl.

It’s all right. Once we get back, none of these will matter.

After taking a few deep breaths, Whitney also boarded the helicopter, deliberately ignoring the discomfort in her heart.

The helicopter started up, its massive roar filling the air. Two doctors worked around. Charles, meticulously conducting various checks on him.

In order to ensure Charles’ was in good shape, Isaac had almost all the medical equipment that could be moved onto the helicopter. This was done solely to provide Charles with the most comprehensive checkup.

Once the inspection was over, Whitney walked over and asked with concern. “Are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?”

She brought over a tray filled with fruit, holding it up with both hands in front of Charles while waiting for him to choose his favorite fruit.

Charles shook his head in refusal.

I’m not hungry. I don’t feel like eating.

Whitney stared at his handsome face, utterly perplexed. Before coming to Muprary, he had even taken the initiative to ask her out.

Nearly half a month after the incident, his attitude seemed to revert back to the indifference he showed when they first got married. In fact, he even exhibited a somewhat complex, deliberate aloofness.

“Have… have you been troubled by something these past few days?”

that I secretly came to Muprary to find you, without telling

“Charles…”

audible sigh, his eyebrows furrowed as he interrupted her, “This place is dangerous. You shouldn’t have come over. Besides dealing with the company’s tedious matters, I

face turned

fend herself. That seemed to be

I

stood up and headed towards another cabin. “Quiet down for a

in place with a

Charles seemed to be in a bad mood. His mood was often unpredictable, and no

composed herself, set down the fruit, and

sitting quietly across from Charles. She simply watched him from a distance as he rested, staying in a position where she could be of

next day, the helicopter

hospital for a more comprehensive

that there were no immediate life- threatening conditions in his body. Now, a thorough examination

where. Kieran presided

Whitney was running back and forth, personally taking

thin layer of sweat forming on

had called him to a meeting in the ward, Whitney had no choice but to take

Charles was half-leaning against the

time, they didn’t gain any advantage either, so send someone to negotiate again. I believe Leonardo will restrain himself and will try

Isaac nodded. “Understood.”

the end of the morning, all the test results were out. Charles’s condition was normal, and the gunshot wound on

weight, there was no lack of nutrition, but just a bit

Hence, it was only natural that Charles credited all the merit to Winona for the life-saving favor she had.

midday nap, Charles slowly opened his eyes. With a slight movement, he could feel someone pressing down on the blanket next to

his head and saw Whitney sleeping at the head

the fatigue on her face was unmistakable. It was as if she

his slender fingers reached out, twirling her blond hair that had fallen on the blanket around

nearly half a

from the person in the sickbed, Whitney who was

as she lifted her

to understand the meaning behind Charles’s

time to go home

Charles withdrew his fingers that were entwined in Whitney’s hair. He got up from the other side of the bed, straightened his

himself, he was the first to leave the ward, quickly putting some

her eyes and hurried behind him to catch up.

the Newton residence quite late. Everyone at home was already resting. Whitney was thinking about preparing some nutritious