Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 850 Different World

The sound of splashing water echoed from the bathroom. Whitney shed her grimy dress and stepped into the bathtub.

The warm water cascaded over her body, washing away the fatigue and unhappiness of her day.

She lazily leaned against the bathtub, unintentionally catching sight of his bathrobe left at home. We could have spent tonight in sheer joy.

In no time at all, a thick mist rose within the bathroom, veiling the expression on her face.

After taking a bath, Whitney came out wearing his bathrobe, threw herself onto the bed, and greedily inhaled the scent of his pillow.

The pillow seemed to still carry the scent of Charles.

She stared at the ceiling, wanting to sleep and forget her troubles. However, sleep cluded her.

She had grown accustomed to the presence of Charles by her side, accustomed to falling asleep to the sound of his breathing, accustomed to his embrace, his chest.

Now, the night was far too quiet.

In the end, it was only as dawn was breaking that she finally managed to fall asleep.

The alarm rang in the early morning, and Whitney instantly sat up in bed. She quickly got dressed and rushed downstairs as if someone was urging her to get things done.

“Whitney…

Before Jasmine could finish her sentence, Whitney had already run out of the Newton residence.

It seemed that when she got busy, she wouldn’t dwell on the things that made her unhappy.

After squeezing onto the subway and rushing for the bus, she finally managed to clock in for work before

nine.

Whitney arrived at her desk, panting heavily. Suddenly, she realized that with Charles gone now, there was no one to assign her tasks.

Her position was Charles’ personal assistant, a role distinct from other assistants.

Getting up, she went to Charles’ office. As usual, she watered the plants in the office and tidied up the things on his desk.

There were still open files on his desk, which could prove that his departure was abrupt, as Charles had always been a person who loved to organize and tidy up

top floor. Seeing

also started to

she leave so early today? It seems like I haven’t

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never short of women, let alone capable ones. For someone like her to

hearing their discussions, Whitney paused slightly,

A year can pass very quickly, and I’m not confident that I can

aside from the

to run into

so early, Jasmine quickly greeted her warmly. “Whitney, you’re back! Is work not too busy? Come and join us for a meal. Today, I

her sentence, Whitney acted as if she hadn’t seen Jasmine at

in resignation. She sighed softly. “Ah. better hurry back. Otherwise, Whitney might just fall ill from missing

Charles, y

-you

sat blankly at her desk, which was

would read for an hour.

up the book on

reading a few pages,

filled with many things she couldn’t understand, a plethora of

“This…”

of another book. Yet,

as the first.

reality could be so hard

aware of the differences between them, she never imagined that the gap would be so vast. It wasn’t something that a bit of

really are from different

book with a desolate expression, remaining

at home for three days, waiting every day for news from

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and even if she was worried, she dared not to

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Knock Knock Knock!

knocking echoed Jasmine asked, “Whitney, are you okay? Would you like to go out and clear your mind? I know a fun place. Why don’t I take you

days, Whitney had done nothing but lock herself in her room, only coming out to eat. She didn’t talk to anyone, and Jasmine was genuinely worried

Squeak.

swung open from the inside, and Whitney managed to squeeze out a smile. “I’m fine, Jasmine. I’ll go for

that state, how could Jasmine not be worried?

take you out for some fun. It’ll be good to let out your

worry. She truly treated Whitney as a member of the family.