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?”

to Muprary

“Charles…”

he interrupted her, “This place is dangerous. You shouldn’t have

turned

kung fu and couldn’t fend herself. That seemed to

sorry. I

headed towards another cabin. “Quiet down for a bit. I want to

frozen in place with a plate of fruit in her hands.

unpredictable, and no one dared to approach him. They all lowered their presence, silently

herself, set down the fruit, and followed him

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

next day, the helicopter

hospital for

that there were no immediate life- threatening conditions in his

was under the auspices of the Harris family. Any hospital where. Kieran presided boasted the most authoritative doctors and experts, ensuring the most. reliable diagnosis and treatment

was running back and forth,

in her hand, a thin layer of sweat forming on her forehead. She was panting

handle these tasks, but because Charles had called him to a meeting in

half-leaning against the head board.

I believe Leonardo

Isaac nodded. “Understood.”

results were out. Charles’s condition was normal, and the gunshot wound on his leg was healing

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

past few days. Hence, it was only natural that Charles

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

saw Whitney sleeping at the

fatigue on her face was unmistakable. It

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

agreement, and nearly half a year has already

person in the sickbed, Whitney who was a light sleeper, woke

she lifted her gaze,

understand the meaning behind Charles’s

to go home now.”

Whitney’s hair. He got up from the other side of the bed, straightened his shirt cuffs, put on

collecting himself, he was the first to leave the ward, quickly putting some distance. between him and Whitney.

eyes and hurried behind him

the Newton residence quite late. Everyone at home was already resting. Whitney was thinking about preparing some nutritious food for him to replenish his