Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 822 Going Smoothly

Charles’ eyes were filled with nothing but disdain, making Whitney feel somewhat embarrassed.

That plan was the result of her pondering all afternoon.

She raised her hand to shield her screen, stuttering, “Um… I-I’m not done yet. This is just a prototype.”

As she spoke, she lacked any hint of confidence. She wasn’t adept at creating proposals, but luckily, Queenie had given her half a month. She still had the opportunity to refine her work.

In that case, Charles didn’t feel like dampening her enthusiasm, simply asking. “Do you plan on sleeping. at the office tonight?” Judging by her demeanor, if I didn’t show up, she might actually spend the night at the office. I really can’t fathom what’s going on in her mind.

Only then did Whitney notice the time. She hadn’t realized it was almost ten in the night.

At that moment, her stomach growled, a blush instantly coloring her neck. Even the tips of her ears turned red.

“Haven’t eaten yet?” asked Charles.

Whitney nodded. If it weren’t for Charles, she wouldn’t have realized it was already past her working -hours.

Seeing that, Charles was somewhat dissatisfied and said coldly, “Pack up and head home.”

Whitney didn’t dare to refuse his request. She quickly saved the draft on her computer, picked up her bag. and followed him out.

His strides were long, so Whitney had to jog to keep up with his pace.

Soon after, his luxury car roared to life, taking off at a speed akin to an arrow released from its bow. Startled, Whitney immediately gripped her seatbelt tightly.

Charles rolled down the car window, letting the cold wind sweep into the car.

Dressed in thin clothing, Whitney felt a chill as the wind blew toward her. She couldn’t help but wrap her arms around herself, silently enduring the cold.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of her lips, which were pale from the cold. Charles’ expression grew even more annoyed.

Slowing down the car, Charles tossed his jacket onto her. Slightly annoyed, he said, “Have you lost your voice? Are you trying to catch a cold?”

over carried his warmth and a faint tobacco scent. Whitney was about to be moved when his words left her momentarily

She softly retorted. What if he enjoys the night breeze? I just don’t want

it on.” His tone was

Whitney felt uncomfortable, she didn’t

he wrapped his arm around her waist,

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embrace as they walked in

Jasmine stepped forward, teasing, “Charles, you’re such a workaholic. You disregard everything when you’re working. Whitney is frail, you know. Do you really have the

“No, Jasmine, it’s not what Charles came home late because he was

you think.

Jasmine revealed an understanding expression and said, “That’s wonderful news! It seems Charles, the

hold around Whitney’s slender waist. “My wife hasn’t eaten yet. Will you

the Newton family, Charles

knew he was doing that to deal with the Newton family, she couldn’t help but feel a flutter of excitement in

that moment, she was his

right, I won’t keep your wife from her meal any longer. Are you happy now? Let me tell you, Charles, showing off your love is disgraceful!” Jasmine

stairs. The moment they

they’re all asleep, I can make something to eat for myself. I can sleep on the couch

the bed,”

agreeing,

dialed the phone downstairs, and ordered, “Bring a bowl of pasta with an egg added up

help but let out a quiet chuckle. The gloom she had felt at the company moments ago was instantly swept away. Sure, he might have a

to her.

enticing aroma stirred- Whitney’s appetite. However, due to Charles’ presence. Whitney

meal and drink, Whitney felt a wave of tiredness wash over her. She bathed and went

At first, Whitney found the planning to be a real headache. However, after getting through

to her hard work, the initial proposal acquired some reference value. During the period she was completing the proposal, she also consulted Queenie

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