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?”

secretly came to Muprary to

“Charles…”

is dangerous. You shouldn’t have come over. Besides dealing

turned pale.

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

sorry. I just…”

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

place with a plate of fruit in her

His mood was often unpredictable, and no one dared to

quickly composed herself, set down the fruit,

simply watched him from a distance as he rested, staying in a position where

helicopter finally landed in China.

the hospital for a more comprehensive checkup.

were no immediate life- threatening conditions

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

back and forth, personally taking

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

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

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

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

Isaac nodded. “Understood.”

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

lost weight, there was no lack of nutrition, but just

Hence, it was only natural that Charles credited all the

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

saw Whitney sleeping at the

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

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

nearly half a year has

person in the sickbed,

soon as she lifted her

in confusion, unable to understand the meaning behind Charles’s wrong?” she asked.

time to go home

fingers that were entwined in Whitney’s hair. He got up from the other side

leave the ward, quickly putting some

her eyes and hurried behind him to

resting. Whitney was thinking about preparing some nutritious food for him to replenish his