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?”

that I secretly came to Muprary to find you, without

“Charles…”

out a barely audible sigh, his 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

turned

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

I just…”

another cabin. “Quiet down for a

his towering figure, standing frozen in place with a

be in a bad mood. His mood was often unpredictable, and no one dared

set down the fruit, and

a distance as he rested,

the helicopter finally

to the hospital for a more comprehensive

helicopter could only confirm 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

back and forth, personally taking

held the lab report in her hand, a thin layer of sweat forming on her

a meeting in the ward, Whitney had no choice but to take on all the

hospital room, Charles was half-leaning against the

someone to negotiate again. I believe Leonardo will restrain himself and will try to rescue the remaining hostages as

Isaac nodded. “Understood.”

Charles’s condition

was no lack of nutrition, but just

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

movement, he could feel someone pressing down on the blanket next

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

on her face was unmistakable. It was as if she hadn’t had a good rest in

a complex expression, his slender fingers reached out, twirling her blond hair that had fallen

nearly half

person in the sickbed, Whitney who was

as she lifted her gaze, it

blinked in confusion, unable to understand the

time to

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

the ward, quickly putting

hurried behind him to

already resting. Whitney was thinking about preparing