Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 842 Impossible To Please

Whitney was terrified to the core and too scared to struggle for fear that she might fall flat on her bum.

Feeling the warmth of his body and the rhythm of his heartbeat, Whitney slowly turned her head and raised her swollen eyes to meet his gaze.

At that very moment, her eyes resembled an aggrieved baby deer who was desperately in need of her master’s comfort and yearning for a warm embrace to alleviate all the malice she had endured recently.

Charles settled on the couch and allowed Whitney to sit on his lap. His fingertips threaded through her golden hair and soothingly massaged the back of her head.

Whitney was stunned.

It seemed as if the man before her eyes had been possessed.

He was so gentle that it felt like a trap.

In his arms. Whitney gradually calmed down.

“Are you feeling better after letting it all out?”

Whitney blinked her long lashes, which were wet with tears before nodding in a daze.

Charles took a tissue and gently wiped her tears away. “Do you still want to resign?”

His voice was unusually gentle.

Somewhat taken aback, Whitney still nodded. Her gaze was resolute.

Understanding her concerns, Charles released his embrace, pressed the intercom, and instructed Isaac, “Whitney will work at the top level from now on and serve as my assistant.”

Upon hearing that, Whitney was shocked.

Gossip had already spread like wildfire in the company. If she were to work directly by his side, it would inevitably fuel the rumors even more.

She did not want to become a burden to him.

When the call ended, Charles’ gaze turned to her. Raising an eyebrow, he said, “What else are you worried about? No one dares to gossip when you’re working with me.”

“But… I don’t want to cause you any trouble.”

Charles stood up, returned to his desk, and quickly immersed himself in his work. His fingers were rapidly typing on the keyboard, and he completely ignored Whitney’s words.

“Go pack your things.”

It was still the same tone that brooked no argument and left her no room for discussion.

at a loss for

Fine then.

limped as

quickly took the folder from

workstation will be ready soon. The HR department has already made arrangements for your position. Starting tomorrow, you will officially be Mr.

spoke about this matter loudly in

that Charles had personally arranged for Whitney

Whitney knocked on Queenie’s

“Come in.”

was Whitney, Queenie took the initiative to pour her a

HR department. From now on, you’ll be working alongside Mr. Newton. Working with the CEO is not like working in the logistics department. You need to be on your toes at all times. Try your best not to

“I understand, Ms. Zeller. Thank you. Ever since I was an intern, you have generously shared your work

clueless intern.”

was truly grateful to Queenie.

Everything you’ve achieved is due to your own hard work. I simply saw

“Okay.”

Queenie, Whitney headed to the top floor with her belongings.

new assistant on

became curious about who she was and how she had the ability to stay by Charles’ side.

was almost on the lips of every employee in the company.

aides around Mr. Newton are men? How come this time.

quite capable. In a short period of time, she hast risen from an intern to the position of the CEO’s assistant. From what I know,

possess extraordinary abilities to have caught his eye. I remember she even presented a

of the CEO are beyond our comprehension. Let’s just focus on doing our

daily occurrence since Whitney

organizing the documents in front of her.

realized just how many tasks

Ding!

phone in front of her rang. It was connected to

throat, Whitney hurriedly answered, “Mr. Newton, may I ask what your

work hours, she addressed him as Mr.

a cup of coffee for me. Three parts sugar and seventy percent hot.”

even respond, the

What the heck?

parts sugar, seventy percent hot? How am I supposed to measure that?

the past. Charles had always complained that the coffee she made was either too hot or too cold. This time, he gave her a specific temperature

Whitney was overwhelmed.

even more was that he only liked freshly ground coffee.

she would