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.

saw that,

legendary two-finger typing

not hold

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 speed, when will you ever finish

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

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

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

train your typing for a year, you

“Yeah, yeah.

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

“What?”

in her work that she had no idea

her, he grabbed her hands which were on the keyboard,

After typing, press the spacebar with your thumb. Use the Enter key to go to the next line. Make

gruff and

method I just taught you and type out

serious. Suppressing her urge to revert back to typing with two fingers, she

she was not used to it, she kept making typos. Regardless, her finger

quickly she managed to improve, she was quite talented. He felt quite

finger placement I just taught you. If you don’t finish tonight, you aren’t allowed to sleep. I’ll

casually picked out a relatively short contract from the stack

you say that I’m no longer your employee once I

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

not sound

not to let her first month’s salary go to waste, Whitney pushed herself to increase her typing speed. Ignoring his presence completely, she threw herself wholeheartedly into her

considerably after practicing for

For some reason, his gaze was drawn to her

earlier and corrected her finger placement, his

tingling sensation crept up

tingling sensation crept

were drifting again,

so dumb that even pigs are smarter than you. I can’t help but wonder what your

he turned around impatiently and

the keyboard, determined not to give him any reason to nitpick