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, without telling

“Charles…”

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

face turned

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

sorry. I just…”

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

frozen in place with a plate

in a bad mood. His mood was often unpredictable,

set down the fruit, and

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

day, the helicopter finally landed in China.

Charles to the hospital for

life- threatening conditions in his body. Now, a thorough

presided boasted

was running back and forth,

a thin layer of sweat forming on her forehead. She was panting

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

against the head board.

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

Isaac nodded. “Understood.”

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

lost weight, there was no lack of nutrition, but

it was only natural that Charles credited all

from a midday nap, Charles slowly opened his eyes. With a slight movement,

his head and saw Whitney sleeping at the head of

on her face was unmistakable. It was as if she hadn’t

at her with a complex expression, his slender fingers reached out, twirling her blond hair that

nearly half a year

in the sickbed, Whitney

her gaze, it met with

to understand the meaning behind Charles’s wrong?”

It’s time to go home now.”

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

himself, he was the first to leave the ward, quickly putting some

rubbed her eyes and hurried behind him to catch up.

to the Newton residence quite late. Everyone at home was already resting. Whitney was thinking about preparing some nutritious food for him