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?”

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

he enjoys the night breeze? I just don’t want

on.” His tone was

felt uncomfortable, she didn’t

residence, he wrapped

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is frail, you know. Do you really have the heart

Jasmine’s misunderstanding. Whitney quickly clarified, “No, Jasmine, it’s not what Charles came home

you think.

understanding expression and said, “That’s wonderful news! It seems Charles, the typical macho

waist. “My wife hasn’t eaten yet. Will you take responsibility if

of the Newton family, Charles often generously called Whitney his

Whitney knew he was doing that to deal with the Newton family, she couldn’t help

that moment, she was his true

longer. Are you happy now? Let me tell you, Charles, showing off your love is disgraceful!” Jasmine made a funny

The moment they entered the room,

can make something to eat

on the

Besides agreeing, she couldn’t say

and ordered, “Bring

felt at the company moments ago was instantly swept away. Sure, he

to her.

made bowl of pasta. The enticing aroma stirred- Whitney’s appetite. However, due to Charles’ presence. Whitney remained somewhat reserved,

a satisfying meal and drink, Whitney felt a wave of tiredness wash over her. She bathed and went to bed, knowing that Charles

the planning to be a real headache. However, after getting through the toughest

initial proposal acquired some reference value. During the period she was completing the

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