Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 701

Seeing that Charles still didn’t respond, the other men in the room couldn’t figure out his temperament.

One of the men asked, “Can we leave now, Mr. Newton? We don’t have any more money on us, and we didn’t touch this who—I mean, woman. In fact, she’s the one who beat us up so badly that we’re covered in injuries. We’ll have to see a doctor right away.”

Charles narrowed his eyes and spat coldly, “Scram.”

“Okay, okay.” The men immediately scurried away.

When they passed by Charles, he caught a glimpse of their injuries.

Some had fractured arms while some were covering their bleeding waist.

All six of those men had their butts kicked by Whitney, a woman, despite their advantage in numbers.

As such, Charles’ interest in Whitney was roused.

Slowly, he ambled into the messy room. The shattered glass pieces scattered all over the floor crumbled beneath his dark leather shoes.

Whitney, who was hiding beneath the table, trembled violently and held her breath upon hearing his steady footsteps.

In her mind, she prayed, Please don’t see me, please don’t see me, please don’t…

A second later, she felt warmth on her shoulders. She tilted her head and saw Charles taking off his coat and draping it over her shoulder to cover her tattered clothes.

He’s so gentle, so much so that he can charm any woman in minutes. Whitney felt even more ashamed and hung her head low, not daring to meet his gaze.

“You don’t have to hide. I know who you are,” uttered Charles in a deep, magnetic voice, which was pleasant to Whitney’s ears.

“Why did you come to this dangerous place? Are you in desperate need of money?” he asked.

In response, Whitney nodded as tears streamed down her face. “I’m sorry. You just said you wanted to try dating me in the afternoon, yet I embarrassed you in the evening on the same day…”

fine.” He appeared exceptionally patient as he picked up the money on the table, squatted down, and delivered it to Whitney. “Take it. It’s

but as soon as her eyes met Charles’ piercing blue gaze, she

you hadn’t arrived in time, I would’ve suffered greatly. This money

way sometimes. “I don’t need it, and what happened tonight has nothing to do with me. You deserve this money. Consider

the group

her gaze, daring to ask, “Don’t you find it disgusting that I’m earning money in a bar

make ends meet. I can understand that. Although, you should

“Thank you.”

Charles handed the cash in his hand

emotional damage. Perhaps I’ll have some money left

her still wearing a smile. What a happy-go-lucky

a few slaps, that’s all. The

case, I’ll send you home.” He stood, hands stuffed into his pockets, ready to

taking a few steps forward, he stopped because he

he noticed she hadn’t moved

on her countenance mixed with blood. There

legs are numb. I can’t stand up. I’m not doing

moment she ended her sentence, she flushed with embarrassment. Even though I said I could walk, I proved myself wrong just thirty seconds later. I wish the

of a few men earlier? Why are her legs numb

still approached her and

was light, so it was easy for him to lift her

coat. Her body was tainted

arouse a man’s desire to

froze, lowering his gaze and staring at her for

blink as his mind

When we were younger, I used to carry her

was difficult for Whitney to discern the expressions swirling in his blue

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