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

“Charles…”

furrowed as he interrupted her, “This place is dangerous. You shouldn’t have

face turned

herself. That seemed to be

I just…”

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

place with a plate of fruit

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

set down the fruit, and followed

him from a distance as he rested, staying in a position where she could

day, the helicopter finally

hospital for

life- threatening conditions in his body. Now, a thorough examination was needed to put

presided boasted the most authoritative doctors and experts, ensuring the most. reliable diagnosis

hospital, Whitney was running back and

report in her hand, a thin layer of

a meeting in the ward,

was half-leaning against the head

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

Isaac nodded. “Understood.”

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

had lost weight, there was no lack of nutrition,

only natural that Charles credited all the merit to Winona

opened his eyes. With a slight movement, he could feel someone pressing

sleeping

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

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

and nearly half

person in the sickbed, Whitney who was a

she lifted her

understand the meaning behind

time to go home

an impassive expression, Charles withdrew his fingers that were entwined in Whitney’s hair. He got up from the other side of the bed, straightened his shirt cuffs, put on his suit jacket, and regained his

he was the first to leave the ward, quickly putting some distance. between him

her eyes and hurried behind him to

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