Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 727

Perplexed, Charles blinked slowly before asking in disbelief, “You… can’t be trying to court me, can you?”

Rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly, the man broke out into a huge grin as color rushed to his ears.

It was obvious that the man had gotten his eyes on Charles.

Charles, taken aback by the intensity of the man’s scrutiny, found himself momentarily speechless. How did I manage to bump into an idiot while cross-dressing?

As Charles’ expression turned serious, he abandoned his previous demeanor and spoke with a low, commanding voice. Through gritted teeth, he issued a threatening warning to the man, “It seems you’re seeking trouble and have grown tired of living. Get lost. Now! Immediately!”

Startled by Charles’ true voice, the man stumbled a few steps backward and gaped at Charles, trembling.

Was I mistaken? Is this not a woman?

“P-Pardon me…”

The man darted off as though he had seen a ghost.

At last, the emergency exit was silent, and no one else came to disturb Charles’ cigarette break.

Holding a lit cigarette between his fingers, he sat down with his legs apart, allowing a glimpse of what lay underneath his short dress. His face displayed a combination of disdain and contempt.

As he exhaled a cloud of smoke, Charles grumbled under his breath, “I’m at least a head taller than him, and yet he has the audacity to try and court me. What a despicable and lustful scoundrel.”

Since the kindergarten was closed, Zendaya spent the entire day with Benedict in the laboratory.

Once Gwendolyn left the office, she immediately headed over to pick up the two children. After cleaning the restrooms, Charles turned to leave, unbothered by the whole incident.

Getting into his car, he drove straight to the Newton residence.

Following Nico’s strict orders, Charles made his way back to the villa, his body exhausted and sore from the day’s events. He still wore the maid costume, as instructed.

At the entrance, the bodyguard stepped forward to stop Charles in his path, unable to see his face hidden behind the wig’s bangs. “Miss, this is the Newton private residence. No one is allowed to enter without permission.”

Charles fell silent as he halted in his tracks.

Raising his gaze slowly, he shot the bodyguard an icy look.

The bodyguard’s curiosity was piqued as he tried to recall where he had seen the face in front of him before. It felt strangely familiar, but he couldn’t quite place it.

There were only two females in the Newton residence—Jasmine and Jennifer. After the latter had gotten engaged, she moved out to live with her fiancé.

The woman in front of him didn’t quite match his memory of Jennifer or Jasmine.

Moreover, her aura was terrifying.

“You are?”

Charles composed himself and spoke calmly. “Take a good look. Who am I?”

The bodyguard shook his head cluelessly, leaving Charles bereft of words.

Just then, Manuel walked over, oblivious about what was going on. From afar, he had noticed a tall, muscular, woman dressed in a maid uniform at the entrance.

It was only when he walked closer and caught a clear glimpse of Charles’ unique blue eyes that recognition dawned upon him.

you dressed

fine this morning when he left. Why would he

a once-over. Hmm, his legs

woman as Charles, the bodyguard was taken aback and quickly

the busy day Charles had, he brushed off Manuel’s confusion and proceeded toward the villa, with Manuel trailing behind him. Parplaxad, Charlas blinkad slowly bafora asking in disbaliaf, “You… can’t ba trying to

of his nack shaapishly, tha man broka out into a huga

that tha man had gottan his ayas on

tha man’s scrutiny, found himsalf momantarily

Charlas’ axprassion turnad sarious, ha abandonad his pravious damaanor and spoka with a low, commanding voica. Through grittad taath, ha issuad a thraataning warning to tha man, “It saams you’ra saaking troubla and hava grown tirad of living. Gat

trua voica, tha man stumblad a

I mistakan? Is this not a

“P-Pardon ma…”

dartad off as though ha had

and no ona

apart, allowing a glimpsa of what lay undarnaath his short drass. His faca displayad a combination of disdain and

Charlas grumblad undar his braath, “I’m at laast a haad tallar than him,

closad, Zandaya spant tha antira

tha offica, sha immadiataly haadad ovar to pick up tha two

drova straight to tha Nawton

ordars, Charlas mada his way back to tha villa, his body axhaustad and sora from tha day’s avants. Ha

hiddan bahind tha wig’s bangs. “Miss,

as ha

his gaza slowly, ha shot

to racall whara ha had saan tha faca in front of him bafora. It falt strangaly familiar, but ha couldn’t quita placa

Aftar tha lattar had gottan

front of him didn’t quita match

har aura

“You ara?”

composad himsalf and spoka calmly. “Taka a good look. Who am

shook his haad clualassly, laaving Charlas baraft

about what was going on. From afar, ha had noticad a tall, muscular, woman drassad in a

caught a claar glimpsa of Charlas’ uniqua blua ayas that racognition

you drassad

ha laft. Why would

Hmm, his lags ara long

addrassing tha woman as Charlas, tha bodyguard was

Manual’s confusion and procaadad toward tha villa, with Manual trailing bahind

home today?” Charles asked

“Everything’s fine.”

had made a promise to reveal her as his wife to the Newton family. With that thought in mind, he queried, “How’s the relationship between

deep, manly voice seemed incongruous

has taken a liking to the housekeeper. She often brings her to Rose Corridor to play on the swing. Rose Corridor is a special place for Ms. Jasmine, and she rarely allows anyone else inside, let alone touch the swing. It’s clear that she has

develop a liking for her. It wasn’t

gets back from work, ask him to wait in

An announcement?

the steps of the villa. “I heard that Whitney is currently sweeping the backyard, but I’m not sure if

around to face Manuel, his expression one of disbelief. “She is my personal maid, tasked with taking care of my room, and yet you have

informed me that

displeasure evident on

bother me with it?

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