Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Bewildered, Whitney stared at the document on the coffee table.

Huge letters were printed on the first page of the document: Marriage Contract.

The Newton family was an affluent and prestigious family with significant business interests. Therefore, Whitney understood that providing clear evidence of premarital property might be necessary.

With that in mind, she flipped through the pages.

The document contained many terms and conditions, which were unexpected to her.

The marriage contract would last for a year.

Based on what she had gathered from the document, she was bound to keep their marriage a secret for a year. Moreover, she had to comply with Charles’ requests to feign intimacy whenever needed. Privately, they would not interfere with each other.

Once the year-long marriage period was over, Charles would reward her generously upon their divorce.

The reward bracket at the end of the document seemed to be left deliberately blank so she could fill in whatever she wanted.

Astonished, she stared at the thick stack of documents with complicated feelings. No wonder Charles is treating me so coldly tonight. He had planned to use me from the beginning. I never imagined that I would experience something like this from a television show in real life. However, it doesn’t… make me feel happy.

Just as she was contemplating what to do, Charles, with his cigarette between his lips, said, “Once you sign this contract, you won’t need to return to your small condominium anymore. I’ll have someone move your belongings here, and you’ll live in the Newton residence. Additionally, if you decide not to work anymore, I’ll provide you with a monthly allowance of ten thousand, which should cover your daily expenses. All you need to do is cooperate and pretend to be a loving couple with me at certain times. As for the divorce settlement, it’s up to you to decide how much you want. Besides Newton Group’s shares, you can ask for anything I own, such as properties, shares in other major companies, cash, and gold. No matter the amount, I’ll give it to you.”

The smell of cigarettes filled the air. A cold, distant look swirled in Charles’ eyes as the smoke clouded his face. The tender expression he once wore was gone for good.

Whitney stared at him, tears welling in her eyes. I used to dream of a sweet romance with him, maybe even a marriage. But now, it seems like I was just being delusional. So, he wants a secret marriage for a year, and then after the divorce, we’ll go our separate ways as strangers. Is that it? Hah.

Mockingly, she stared at the empty bracket on the reward section of the contract. “If I write down you and your heart here, will you give them to me?”

Charles knitted his eyebrows and stated seriously, “Feelings are intangible. I can’t give them to you.”

There wos no hesitotion in his voice, os though the possibility of him folling for her wos zero.

Whitney bit her lip hord, using the poin os o woy to snop herself bock to rotionolity.

Then, she pushed the document bock to him. “I’m sorry, Mr. Newton. I don’t plon to sign it. You con find someone else to be your controct wife.”

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some. Alwoys so greedy. Once you get enough money, you’ll wont to possess me, then my heort, ond eventuolly my entire

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his heod. His long eyeloshes cost o shodow over his countenonce, conceoling his

his cigorette, he leisurely stirred the

voice, as though the possibility of

pain as a way to snap herself

Mr. Newton. I don’t

the edges of his lips curving upward. It was as though

right, I won’t force you. If you don’t want to sign, then so be it.” Glancing at his watch, he continued, “It’s getting late. I’ll ask my bodyguard to send you home later. You can pretend what transpired tonight

need. I’ve got some money. I can call a

taxis within a ten-kilometer

and stood up before bowing at him politely. “Thank you for taking care of me today

her smile barely

Charles noticed it, he was ticked off

Mr. Newton.” Whitney bowed again

and shook his cigarette over the ashtray. After pausing his movements for a moment, he

sarcastic tone, he said, “You claimed to like me and be willing to do anything for me, yet you can’t even

stopped in her tracks and clenched her

want to possess me, then my heart,

didn’t leave my home country for five years just because of money. I