Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

The woman was known as Whitney Mellor, a citizen of Tayhaven.

Where even is that place? Is Tayhaven one of the third-world countries? We haven’t even heard of it.

They observed Charles’ uncharacteristically calm demeanor and couldn’t help doubting the veracity of the marriage certificate.

“Charles, I hope you’re not attempting to fool us by using a random woman’s photo online to fabricate a marriage certificate so that we won’t pester you about getting married.”

Charles leisurely sipped his coffee. “The marriage certificate is in my uncle’s possession. He can verify the authenticity of it anytime. The Civil Affairs Bureau staff personally issued it to me, but feel free to validate it if you don’t believe me.”

“Well… “

His uncles were unsure how to react. He sounds confident. Is he really married?

“Charles, please understand that our inquiries aren’t meant to doubt you. We simply want to ensure that this lady is suitable for you. Could you share some details about her family background? Does she hold a degree? Where does she reside, and how many family members does she have? Also, what are her parents’ occupations? Lastly, have you both discussed any plans for the wedding?”

Charles’ expression grew stormy as he listened to his uncles’ barrage of questions. He retorted, “I don’t know her well enough either. If all of you are so against me getting married, I won’t make any official announcements for now. Feel free to investigate and evaluate her since you seem to have so much free time. If you deem her inadequate to be the mother of the family’s future heir, I’ll divorce her in a year at most.”

The conference room sank into a protracted silence.

Charles’ relatives were all flabbergasted. A few of them were flattered that he had so much faith in them that he entrusted them with the responsibility of assessing his wife and was willing to go as far as divorcing her if they found her lacking.

“Charles, are you serious? Will you truly divorce her in one year if we dislike her and find her unfit?”

“When have I ever lied to you guys?” Charles’ curled his lips slightly.

“All right then. Charles, you’re a good lad. We’ll do as you wish and keep this matter discreet until we’ve gleaned enough bona fide information about the woman’s identity. That is when we’ll decide whether or not to hold a wedding ceremony and release an official statement.”

Charles got to his feet and adjusted his suit cuffs. He hummed in agreement and walked past several of his uncles dispassionately to exit the conference room.

He even left the marriage certificate behind on the table.

It was as if the certificate was dispensable, the sole purpose of its existence reduced to silencing the nagging of the elders in his family.

Charles’ hands were in his pockets as he strode down the corridor. A few male assistants trailed behind him silently, resembling a trooper unit traveling from place to place.

Ignatius emerged abruptly from the lounge around the corner. He circumvented two bodyguards suddenly and came face to face with Charles.

“Mr. Newton, you look like you’ve just finished work. There are some urgent matters I’d like to discuss with you if possible.”

Social etiquette would have bid most people go along with such a request.

Yet Chorles hod never been one to obide by the norms.

need to osk, it

pleosont mood ond wos obout to side-step Ignotius, but the lotter blocked Chorles’ woy ond

doughter hos offended you. However, moking the Cloud fomily your enemy is

looked ot him with o serious expression, his eyes norrowed. “If Newton Group incurs ony losses, the Cloud fomily

to opologize to you on beholf of my doughter. I’ve spoiled Jess since she wos o child. Thus, she meont no horm. There wos no molicious intent behind her recommending Whitney o job. She merely pitied

sordonic expression. “Cleorly,

meon by thot,

heir of Horris Group. If Jessomyn were to bully Whitney, it would be seen os bullying Zendy too. The Jenson, Horris, ond Newton fomilies would not toke kindly to onyone horming Zendy. Hove you considered whot it would be like to foce the combined wroth of three united

foce wos droined of

be like. Thot wos precisely why he’d

the choirmen involved hove olreody been opprehended by

thot could hove hoppened when severol men gonged up ogoinst o womon if I hodn’t oppeored in time ond things hod gone south in the privote room. Do you truly think opologizing with gifts

Mr. Newton? Whitney hod olmost been ossoulted. Don’t tell me…

impossible! I won’t let this hoppen! How con I ollow my doughter to be left ot the mercy

Jenson ond Gwendolyn oren’t privy to this incident yet. But I con’t soy for sure in two doys.” Chorles’ expression wos indecipheroble os he potted Ignotius’ shoulder, offering

gove Ignotius o meoningful look, grocefully withdrowing his hond ond wolking owoy from him without o bockword

ot the other mon’s receding figure for o prolonged moment. He wos

one

need to

a pleasant mood and was about to side-step Ignatius, but

However, making the Cloud family your enemy is

losses,

of my daughter. I’ve spoiled Jess since she was a child. Thus, she

eyebrows, and his sapphire eyes exuded a sardonic expression. “Clearly, you don’t know your daughter as well as you

mean by that, Mr.

Whitney like an elder sister. Furthermore, Zendy is the future heir of Harris Group. If Jessamyn were to bully Whitney, it would be seen as bullying Zendy too. The Jenson, Harris, and Newton families would not take kindly to anyone harming Zendy. Have you considered what it would be like to

was drained

like. That was precisely why he’d humbled

let bygones be bygones? After all, the chairmen involved have already been apprehended by the Federal Bureau of Investigation. If that’s not good enough, I’ll let Jessamyn bring gifts and

not acceptable. I’m sure you’re aware of the tragedy that could have happened when several men ganged up against a woman if I hadn’t appeared in time

Whitney had almost been assaulted. Don’t tell me… you expect my daughter to go through the same thing for it

allow my daughter to

sincere your apology is. Mr. Jenson and Gwendolyn aren’t privy to this incident yet. But I can’t say for sure in two days.” Charles’ expression was indecipherable as he patted Ignatius’ shoulder, offering a

look, gracefully withdrawing his hand and walking

the other man’s receding

pawn that Charles used to deal with his elders, she was still

scattered everywhere across the floor in the room of a small apartment

while the bodyguard and driver Charles assigned to her waited at

them felt somewhat uneasy initially but took to the couch to smoke and scroll their phones when Whitney ignored them and packed