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?”

Muprary to find you,

“Charles…”

have come over. Besides

turned

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

sorry. I

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

standing frozen in place with

mood. His mood was often unpredictable, and no one dared to approach him.

fruit, and followed him into another

as he rested, staying in a position

helicopter finally landed

Charles to the hospital

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

auspices of the Harris family. Any hospital where. Kieran presided boasted the most authoritative doctors and experts, ensuring

running back and forth, personally taking care

thin layer of sweat forming on her forehead.

these tasks, but because Charles had called him to a meeting in the ward, Whitney had

the

didn’t gain any advantage either, so send someone to negotiate again. I believe Leonardo will restrain himself and will try to rescue the remaining hostages as soon as

Isaac nodded. “Understood.”

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

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

was all thanks to Winona’s meticulous care these past few days. Hence, it was only natural that Charles credited all the merit

his eyes. With a slight movement, he could feel someone pressing down on the

saw Whitney sleeping at

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

his slender fingers reached out, twirling her

nearly half a year has already passed….

from the person in the sickbed, Whitney who was

lifted her gaze, it met with Charles’.

the meaning

time to go home now.”

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

leave the

hurried behind

was already resting. Whitney was