Wooing My Ex-Wife

“Alright then. You guys shouldn’t tire yourselves out either. Take care of your health. Once I’ve passed my exam, I might be going abroad.”

Jasmine was engrossed in sharing her future plans, but Whitney’s mind had already drifted off somewhere else.

After having breakfast, the Newton family’s driver dropped Whitney off at the office.

After entering the office, Whitney headed in the direction of Charles’ office.

Just as Isaac was about to leave with a stack of documents, Whitney stopped him. “Is he in the office now?”

Isaac nodded. “Mr. Newton seems to be in a bad mood. Be careful.”

After giving a piece of advice, Isaac left with the documents in his arms.

Whitney headed straight for the office and knocked on the door.

“It’s me.”

“Come in.”

Charles was holding a fountain pen, diligently writing on some document. Whitney knew better than to interrupt, and quietly waited for him to finish.

After about ten minutes, Charles finally looked up, pinched the bridge of his nose and asked, “What are you doing here?”

His voice regained its calm and indifference like before.

Whitney suppressed the discomfort in her heart as she smiled and said, “I was worried about your health, so I wanted to come and see you.”

“Are you done?”

Charles didn’t lift his head, his gaze remained fixed on the documents in front of him. His brows and eyes looked serious, and his tone indifferent.

He seemed to be urging Whitney to leave.

Whitney didn’t understand.

It was understandable for him to have such an attitude yesterday. Why is he still like this today)

She couldn’t hold back any longer and asked the question that had been weighing on her heart.

“During the time you lived in the fishing village… was it that girl who took care of you? What… what’s her name?”

As she asked the question, Whitney’s heart pounded rapidly, her palms clenched as she was nervous. She carefully observed Charles’ expression.

suddenly furrowed, his eyes serious.

nervously swallowed, unsure of what to say to ease the

been in the fishing

glanced at her.

the documents in his hand and stood up to leave the

much hesitation, Whitney decided to block his path, gathering her courage to ask, “Don’t you think you owe me an explanation?”

to date her, but ended up leaving her alone in the country without even

had been worried for such

he still had this

expression. “Once you’re back at work, you should focus and concentrate on your work. Why must you waste your

that, he left without

Clang!

heavy blow to Whitney’s heart as

knew by

answer, but his attitude had already said

already found a place in

realizing that he

standing, and she presumptuously thought she could stand by

leaving the fishing village, she noticed the way

look filled with affection and quite special.

of gaze whenever Charles

him of Gwendolyn. Whitney began to understand why he had

no longer waste her warmth on someone who acted cold to

Whitney suppressed her stubbornness and pride, and

necessary work interactions, Whitney would no longer take the initiative to contact Charles.

days passed, it seemed as if the people in the company had noticed

often breeding grounds for

to always come and go from the office together, had stopped appearing at the office at the same time, at some

Whitney seemed to be deliberately avoiding their CEO,

able to turn from being a small intern to a favored individual by the CEO’s side had long been

she was a thorn in the hearts of the women at the office.

a fanciful dream of transforming from rags to riches. There wasn’t a woman who didn’t desire a man as outstanding

standard for the women in the company when it came to choosing a partner However, they were aho well aware of their own status and

really dares to

without an exceptional family background or particularly outstanding abilities, seemed to have nothing more than

woman justify the whims and fancies of those infatuated.

the two of them were at odds, some people started harboring

shirt saw Whitney walking out of Charles’ office with a cold expression. She quickly pulled someone nearby and asked, “What’s going on? Is it true that Mr. Newton doesn’t favor Whitney