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?”

upset that I secretly came to Muprary to find you, without

“Charles…”

“This place is dangerous. You shouldn’t have come over. Besides dealing with the company’s tedious matters, I now have

turned

herself. That seemed to be

sorry. I just…”

another cabin. “Quiet

towering figure, standing frozen in place with a plate

bad mood. His mood was often unpredictable, and no one dared to approach him. They all lowered their presence, silently standing by his side.

herself, set down the fruit, and followed him into

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

the helicopter

took Charles to the hospital for a

there were no immediate life- threatening conditions in his body. Now, a

Harris family. Any hospital where. Kieran presided boasted the most

Whitney was running back and forth, personally taking care

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

tasks, but because Charles had called him to a meeting in the ward, Whitney had no choice but to

was half-leaning against the head board. His handsome

they didn’t gain any advantage either, so send someone to negotiate again. I believe Leonardo

Isaac nodded. “Understood.”

Charles’s condition

no lack of nutrition, but

Winona’s meticulous care these past few days. Hence, it was only natural that Charles

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

and saw Whitney sleeping

unmistakable. It was as if she hadn’t had a good

out, twirling her blond hair that had fallen on the blanket around his finger.

nearly half a

from the person in the sickbed, Whitney who was a light sleeper,

she lifted her gaze, it met with

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

It’s time to go home

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

leave the ward, quickly putting some distance. between him and Whitney.

and hurried behind him to catch up.

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