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.

that, he was

two-finger typing technique

did not hold back with his

press the spacebar with your thumb? Did it get chopped off by the keyboard? If

turned her head around and glared at him. “Mr. Newton, return to your room if you’re done with work.

are so horrible! How can you even

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

Even if you train your typing for a

yeah.

he heard that. Clenching his jaw grimly, he flicked her head lightly. “You shouldn’t say that a man

“What?”

so engrossed in her work that she had no idea what

down toward her, he grabbed her hands which were on the keyboard, and corrected her

handles the other half. After typing, press the spacebar with your thumb. Use

bit gruff and

I just taught you and type

her urge to revert back to typing

not used to it, she kept

her hands quietly. Considering how quickly she managed

Keep recalling the finger placement I just taught you. If you don’t finish tonight, you aren’t allowed

picked out a relatively short contract from the stack of

no longer your employee once I leave

the future, you need to step up your game and quickly master all the necessary skills. Let me make this clear—you won’t become a full-time worker just because of our personal relationship. If you aren’t

his words did not sound pleasant,

Whitney pushed herself to increase her typing speed. Ignoring his presence completely, she threw herself wholeheartedly

considerably after practicing for some

while. For some reason,

her hand earlier and corrected her finger placement, his face accidentally brushed against her

tingling sensation crept up on

tingling sensation crept up

Charles realized that his thoughts were drifting again, a cold

sleep. You’re so dumb that even pigs are smarter than you. I can’t help but wonder what your life was like in Tayhaven. You don’t even have basic

turned around impatiently and went

Whitney diligently typed away on the keyboard, determined not to give him any reason to