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

the legendary two-finger typing

did not hold back with

rest 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 continue typing at this

room if you’re done with work. Although I type really slowly, I don’t

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

in more time and effort. If I practice more, I

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

yeah. You’re the

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

“What?”

she had no idea what he

explain. Bending down toward her, he grabbed

the spacebar with your thumb. Use the Enter key to go

a bit gruff and

I just taught you and type out a

Suppressing her urge to revert back to typing with two fingers,

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

quickly she managed to improve, she was

so dumb. I’ll give you an additional task tonight. After entering all the data, record this contract too. Keep recalling the finger placement

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

that I’m no longer your employee

showed no signs 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 personal

his words did not sound pleasant, they

to let her first month’s salary go to waste, Whitney pushed herself to increase her typing speed. Ignoring his presence completely, she

did indeed improve considerably after

her for a while. For some reason, his gaze

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

strange tingling sensation crept

tingling sensation

drifting again, a cold expression crossed

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 in Tayhaven. You don’t even have basic computer skills,” he

turned around impatiently and went to the window

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