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,

typing technique makes its

hold back with his

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?

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

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

just put in more

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

agreement. “Yeah, yeah. You’re the fastest, Mr.

jaw grimly, he flicked her head lightly.

“What?”

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

to explain. Bending down toward her, he grabbed her hands which were

press the spacebar with your thumb. Use the Enter key to go to the next line. Make sure to memorize the

a bit gruff and impatient,

method I just taught you and type out a

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

to it, she kept making typos. Regardless, her finger placement was

quietly. Considering how quickly she managed to improve, she was

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, you aren’t allowed to sleep. I’ll also

casually picked out a relatively short contract from the

no longer your employee once I leave the company? How can you just exploit my

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 capable enough to

did not sound pleasant, they

pushed herself to increase her typing speed. Ignoring

considerably after

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

he held her hand earlier and corrected her finger placement, his face accidentally

sensation

tingling sensation crept up

drifting again, a cold expression

your work quickly and get some sleep. You’re so dumb that even pigs are smarter than you. I can’t help but wonder what your life was like

around impatiently and went to the

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