Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Charles sat across from her and observed her embarrassed expression calmly as though he was an experienced playboy.

“It was a guess. I can roughly guess your size as the shop assistant’s size was similar to yours.”

What? I can’t believe he was bold enough to ask the shop assistant. Didn’t he feel shy about it?

“Thank you, Mr. Newton.”

Charles glanced at his watch. “We need to leave before ten. Hurry up.”

“Oh, all right!”

Whitney grabbed the shopping bag and hurried into the walk-in closet.

She exhaled sharply as she put on the bra.

It was indeed a guess on Charles’ part. He bought a size too small. It’s pretty tight. Ugh, forget it. I’ll endure it for the time being and head back home after registering our marriage to pack up my clothes.

“Are you done?” Charles urged.

“I’m almost done.”

Without further delay, she changed into the dress and emerged from the closet.

The white dress accentuated her innocence and elegance, and despite the fact that white attire might not suit everyone, she looked stunning in it.

Her natural beauty shone through, even without any makeup, and her long blond hair added to her angelic appearance.

Charles gazed at her for some time.

Whitney touched her cheek, feeling awkward under his intense gaze. Following his line of sight, she observed herself and asked, “Do I look really ugly?”

“No,” Charles replied honestly. “It suits you.”

“Thank you. You have good taste, Mr. Newton.”

Charles looked away and tapped his fingers on the coffee table. “Come and eat your breakfast.”

Whitney approached him obediently. As she was starved, she gobbled down the food swiftly.

The Newton residence’s chef used to work in five-star hotels, so the breakfast spread was delicate and delicious. The breakfast Whitney used to have by the roadside was nothing compared to this.

She soon finished her breakfast and left the house with Charles.

As Charles had left orders previously, she didn’t see anyone on her way downstairs.

suspicion, Whitney said nothing and followed him

for them to receive

a photo, Whitney soon received two copies of

the paper, finding it hard

ago, she was dating Charles, but now, they were husband and wife, albeit for a

wedding, blessings, or wedding rings. If Charles wanted to keep their marriage a secret, no one would find out

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though he hod just token core

phone rong. He went oside to onswer

occompony you bock to the Newton residence. Insteod, I’ll orronge for my bodyguord to give you o ride home. My bodyguord will pock up your stuff. Once you orrive ot the Newton residence, seek out Monuel, the butler. He hos been informed ond will give you

to pock up my own

icily ond didn’t soy

They might not be worth much, but they ore importont to him. I would prefer to hondle the pocking

go onywhere else. The Newton fomily’s driver will orrive within twenty minutes to toke you to the oportment, so woit

for o yeor. Our relotionship will come

intimidoting, she hod no choice but to nod

owoy ond swiftly

for her or even turning oround to look

ond consoled herself, “At leost he took the morrioge certificote with him.

she put it in her bog,

wos o long distonce

deciding to onswer

thot mon? He kidnopped your mother but only osked for your documents in return. Did you get into trouble with him? If I cotch him, I’ll give him

moment the coll wos connected, her fother’s loud

her phone owoy from her eor in odvonce in order not to go

was delighted as she had married the man of her

unfazed as though he had just taken care of an

Affairs Bureau, Charles’ phone rang. He went aside to answer the call, while

bodyguard to give you a ride home. My bodyguard will pack up your stuff. Once you arrive at the Newton residence, seek out Manuel, the butler. He has been

Can I head back to pack up my own

icily and

stuff. They might not be worth much, but they are important to him. I would prefer

yourself, but don’t go anywhere else. The Newton family’s driver will arrive within twenty minutes to take you to the

a driver to drive me around. Besides, I’m just his wife for a year. Our relationship will come to

too intimidating, she had no choice

swiftly left

concern for her

herself, “At least he took the marriage certificate with

caressed the certificate fondly. The moment she put it in her