Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Meanwhile, the oblivious Charles was washing the lab’s toilet.

As they had to spend a long time cleaning, Benedict and Zendaya didn’t insist on them wearing female outfits.

Now that Charles and Nico could finally put their comfortable male clothing back on, they were a lot more diligent in their work.

Just as they were washing the last cubicle of the fourth-floor toilet and Charles was spraying water everywhere with a hose, a man in a professor’s garb walked in.

Turning around upon hearing the commotion, Charles made eye contact with the man, an action that stunned both of them.

It was the same man who wanted Charles’ contact the last time.

As an awkward look descended upon Charles’ face, he lowered his head to look at his outfit for the day. He was no longer dressed like a woman, so he didn’t feel weird this time.

However, the man scrutinized him from head to toe for a long while.

He was shocked to see Charles dressed like a man for the very first time.

Wow! There’s actually a man in this world who can dress up like a beautiful woman without putting on any makeup.

Without the wig and short skirt, Charles looked extremely dashing, his sky-blue eyes adding to the distinguished aura he exuded.

“What are you looking at? This is the toilet. Just go about your business.”

Despite Charles’ indifferent voice, the commanding tone within it was unmistakable.

The hostility he showed was further accentuated by the threatening look in his eyes.

The man was rendered speechless by Charles’ response. The thought of peeing in front of a man who was significantly more handsome simply felt weird.

Moreover, he had mistaken the latter as a pretty girl and even harbored designs upon “her.”

After a brief moment of awkwardness, the man turned to leave. “On second thought, I don’t feel like peeing anymore.”

Thereafter, Charles gave the man’s leaving silhouette a puzzled look.

That’s strange, why did he decide not to use the toilet after coming all the way here?

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on end. He then tucked his head into his shoulders

to ask for my number

moment Whitney’s name rolled off his tongue, Charles’ expression froze. A short while later, he continued cleaning the toilet with

that Cedrick and Benedict were plotting how

day, Benedict cooperated as usual for his

Cedrick to leave, for his mind was occupied

tablet, he searched for exotic animals with the intention

planned to head to the oceanarium in the afternoon to check it out, a first

a sense of pride in Cedrick. Sitting by the former’s bed, he would work on his

both father and son

many of her colleagues giving her strange looks when she walked into the logistics department on the fifteenth floor first thing

when they walked past her. Some had coffee in their

those seated would stare at her curiously as

her seat in the

sided with Lana were upset with her, she checked

that her chair wasn’t tampered with, her computer could be turned out as usual, and the table was just as tidy as

women are

she was in the midst of examining it, Lana—eyes glistening with schadenfreude nearby—would sneak

computer, inserted her flash drive, and

notice anything amiss until she

to what it was, she proceeded to

was a big fat rat scurrying around and squeaking

a dirty and smelly

Whitney to scream, the

tail with a swift motion and

around her watched on in

around her watched on in

gutsy! It’s shocking that she dared to catch a

swept her gaze across the room and demanded, “Whose

looking down in

disparage her, she held up the