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…”

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 now have to worry about your

face turned pale.

herself.

I just…”

another cabin. “Quiet down for a bit. I want to rest.”

standing frozen in place with a plate of fruit in

sense that Charles seemed to be in a bad mood. His mood was often unpredictable, and no one dared to approach him. They all lowered their presence, silently standing

fruit,

from Charles. She simply watched him from a distance as he rested, staying in a position where she could

day, the helicopter finally landed in

took Charles to the hospital for a more

the helicopter could only confirm that there were no immediate life- threatening conditions in his body. Now, a thorough examination

hospital they visited 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

hospital, Whitney was running back and forth, personally taking care

layer of

meeting in the ward, Whitney

half-leaning against the head board. His handsome

to negotiate again. I believe Leonardo will restrain

Isaac nodded. “Understood.”

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

no lack of nutrition, but just a bit of a calcium

Hence, it was only natural that Charles credited all

movement, he could feel someone

his head and saw Whitney sleeping at the head of his bed.

resting, the fatigue on her face was unmistakable. It was as if she hadn’t had a good rest

fingers reached out, twirling her blond hair that had fallen on

year long marriage agreement, and nearly half a year

in the sickbed, Whitney

lifted her gaze,

to understand the

It’s time to go

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

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

hurried behind him to catch

residence quite late. Everyone at home was already resting. Whitney was thinking