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

legendary two-finger typing technique makes

not hold back

of your fingers, except for those two, immobile? Are they only there for show? You don’t know how to press the spacebar with your thumb? Did it get chopped off by the keyboard? If you

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

that alone?” Charles glanced upward, almost bursting into laughter. “Your basic skills are so horrible! How can you even improve your

in more time and effort. If I practice more, I can definitely see the

wrong. Even if you train your typing for a year, you still can’t catch up to my

nodded in agreement. “Yeah, yeah. You’re the

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

“What?”

her work that she

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

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

bit gruff and impatient, he provided detailed instructions and

just

she was very serious. Suppressing her urge to revert back to typing

she kept making typos. Regardless, her finger placement

quickly she managed to improve, she

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, you aren’t allowed to sleep. I’ll also deduct your internship allowance for the first

he casually picked out a relatively short contract from the stack of documents on

looked back at him in despair. “Didn’t you say that I’m no longer your employee once I leave the company? How can you

of remorse. “You lack practice. If you want to navigate the workplace with ease in 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

words did not sound

first month’s salary go to waste, Whitney pushed herself to increase

considerably after practicing for some

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

corrected her finger placement, his

strange tingling sensation

sensation

that his thoughts were drifting again, a cold

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 computer skills,”

he turned around impatiently and went to the window

determined not to give him any reason to nitpick or deduct