Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

That morning, Charles found out that Whitney had resigned from the oceanarium three days ago. He never expected to meet her at Athena Restaurant, let alone for her to work as a waitress there.

Whitney nervously adjusted her waitress apron and maintained a submissive demeanor. “My situation… is rather complex.”

Jessamyn soon realized that the trio were acquainted. However, she was still displeased. “Ms. Zendy, this woman appears to be around my age or perhaps even a bit older. Why did you address her as ‘Whitney’ and call me ‘Ms. Cloud’?”

Although the waitress had a pleasant appearance, she seemed too ordinary and couldn’t compare to Jessamyn, the daughter of the prestigious Cloud family.

“I don’t judge people by their looks but by their character. Whitney has a kind heart; she’s like a fairy. And, in my opinion, she’s even prettier than you.”

Jessamyn’s face darkened at once. “Are you implying that she has a good heart while I don’t?”

Zendaya raised an eyebrow and replied, “I never said that. Ms. Cloud, you can’t blame me for making your own inference.”

How dare she compare me to a waitress? I’m the esteemed daughter of the Cloud family! Has Zendaya gone blind?

Despite her annoyance, Jessamyn chose to keep silent as she was aware of Zendaya’s identity.

The girl hopped down from Charles’ arms and ran to Whitney. She grabbed her hand and said, “I went to the oceanarium this morning, but I didn’t see you. Uncle Charles told me you’re going back to your hometown and probably won’t be coming back. I didn’t expect to see you here, Whitney!”

Over the past few years, Whitney had taken special care of Zendaya’s pet dolphin at the oceanarium.

Furthermore, Charles had shared with Zendaya that Whitney had saved her from a potential accident, preventing her from falling into the water when she was just a year old. Since that incident, Zendaya had come to see Whitney as her older sister and a dear friend.

Whitney bent down and patted Zendaya’s head fondly.

“Why are you working as a waitress here? Are you short on money? My mommy and Uncle Charles are very wealthy. You can work for me instead,” Zendaya offered.

Whitney chuckled awkwardly

Mellor, I’d like to talk to you in private. Is there another place where we can

displeased by his request. “Mr. Newton, our lunch is not yet finished. Wouldn’t it be

suit, and delivered a cold statement, “Ms. Cloud, I accept your apology. I believe there is no need to

his arms, his other hand tightly

he departed from the private

could complete her sentence, the door resounded with

without a moment’s hesitation or a single

corridor, Whitney made an effort to release her wrist from Charles’ firm hold. Yet, his grip remained steadfast, preventing

help but be aware of the

stunned, and she experienced a fleeting reluctance to let

his surroundings,

passing staff, “Inform your manager

a second glance at Whitney,

released his hold on Whitney’s

tenderly touched the spot where Charles had firmly held her wrist. She then settled into one of

nearby, Charles shifted his attention to Whitney and inquired, “You mentioned you were heading

shook her head.

you decline it?”

more stable life. However, upon reflection, I realized that there was no one eagerly awaiting my return or concerned about it. Going back wouldn’t hold much significance. Having spent over four years in Chanaea, I’ve developed attachments and hesitations about

to feel apologetic. Even if you hadn’t shown up, I wouldn’t have pursued the date any further.

of girl are you searching for, Mr. Newton?” she

Charles remained silent, opting not to answer the question directly. Instead, he addressed another matter, saying, “Given that you won’t be returning to your hometown anytime soon, you might encounter difficulties with expenses, meals, and accommodation. If you’re open to it, you can come back to the oceanarium and resume your position as the manager. We can consider these past few days

fingers stirred the