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?”

are you upset that I secretly came to Muprary to find you,

“Charles…”

is dangerous. You shouldn’t have

face turned

herself. That seemed to

I just…”

another cabin. “Quiet down for a bit. I

his towering figure, standing frozen in place with a

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

the fruit, and

Charles. She simply watched him from a distance as

next day, the helicopter finally

the hospital for a more

the helicopter could only confirm that there were no immediate life- threatening conditions in his body. Now, a thorough examination was needed

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

hospital, Whitney was running back and forth, personally

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

him to a meeting in the

hospital room, Charles was half-leaning against the head board. His handsome

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

Isaac nodded. “Understood.”

results were out. Charles’s condition was

lack of nutrition, but just a bit

was only natural

from a midday nap, Charles slowly opened his eyes. With a slight movement, he could feel someone pressing down on the

saw Whitney sleeping at the head of his bed.

on her face was unmistakable. It was as

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

agreement, and nearly half a

the sickbed, Whitney who was a light sleeper,

her gaze,

the

to go

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

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

rubbed her eyes and hurried

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