Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Charles didn’t even spare her a glance. After placing the milk down, he headed towards the couch in the study. Crossing his legs, he took out his laptop and began delving into his work.

After a few minutes, Whitney noticed that there was someone in the study.

Charles hadn’t left.

She tilted her head and cast a gaze toward the couch. “Mr. Newton, are you busy with work?”

Charles was tapping on the keyboard attentively, seemingly oblivious to her.

If he was genuinely busy with work, she would feel a tinge of guilt.

After all, she had taken over Charles’ desk. Despite being the rightful owner, he had to bend over and work on the couch.

“Why don’t we switch positions, Mr. Newton?”

Charles’ hands froze as he stared at her as if she was a fool.

She’s using a desktop computer. How can we switch positions? Doesn’t she think before she speaks?

Despite complaining in his mind, Charles betrayed no emotions outwardly. “It’s fine. Shut up and deal with your matters. Stop disturbing me.”

Whitney tactfully fell silent and continued to enter the data.

The study was filled with the rhythmic sound of typing.

Both of them worked side by side harmoniously like a couple who had been married for many years.

As someone relatively new to typing on the keyboard, Whitney was quite slow in typing.

After two hours, Charles was done with his work. However, Whitney still had some work left to complete.

Furrowing his brows, he observed her side profile attentively.

He couldn’t tell if the workload was too overwhelming or if she was just dumb.

While Whitney’s eyes were glued to the computer’s screen, he walked behind her softly and checked how she was doing.

he saw that, he was

typing technique makes its

did not hold back with his

press the spacebar with your thumb? Did it get chopped off by the keyboard? If you continue typing at this speed, when will you ever finish entering the

done with work. Although I type really slowly,

basic skills are so horrible! How can you even

to admit defeat. “Well, I can just put in more

methods are wrong. Even if you train your typing for a year,

yeah.

that. Clenching his jaw grimly, he flicked her head lightly.

“What?”

so engrossed in her work that she had no idea what he

explain. Bending down toward her, he grabbed her hands which were on the keyboard, and corrected her finger

typing, press the spacebar with your

gruff and impatient, he provided detailed instructions and

Use the method I just taught you and

was still a beginner, she had to stare at the keyboard. However, she was very serious. Suppressing her urge to revert back to

to it, she kept making typos. Regardless, her

hands quietly. Considering how quickly she managed

he said, “You’re so dumb. I’ll give you an additional task tonight. After entering all the data, record this contract too. Keep recalling the finger placement I just taught you. If you don’t finish tonight,

relatively short contract from the stack of

longer your employee

skills. Let me make this clear—you won’t become a full-time worker just because of our personal relationship. If you aren’t capable enough to handle the

sound

to increase her typing speed. Ignoring his presence completely, she

did indeed improve considerably after practicing

a while. For some reason, his gaze was drawn to

and corrected her finger placement, his face accidentally brushed against

strange tingling sensation crept up

sensation crept up on

that his thoughts were drifting again, a cold expression crossed his

than you. I can’t help but wonder what your

and went to the

diligently typed away on the keyboard, determined not to give him any reason to nitpick or deduct her