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?”

are you upset that I secretly came to Muprary to

“Charles…”

You shouldn’t have come over. Besides dealing with the company’s tedious

turned pale.

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

sorry. I just…”

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

figure, standing frozen in place with a plate of fruit in

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

down the fruit, and

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

next day, the helicopter

took Charles to the hospital for

only confirm that there were no immediate life- threatening conditions in

of the Harris family. Any hospital where. Kieran presided boasted

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

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

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

the hospital room, Charles was half-leaning against the head

send someone to negotiate again. I believe Leonardo will restrain himself and will try to rescue

Isaac nodded. “Understood.”

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

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

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

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

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

on her face was unmistakable. It was as

fingers reached out, twirling her blond hair

nearly half a

the sickbed, Whitney who was a light

as she lifted her gaze, it met with Charles’.

the meaning behind Charles’s wrong?” she

to go home now.”

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

leave the ward, quickly putting

rubbed her eyes and hurried behind him to

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