Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 858 A Peculiar Way Of Coexistence

Even though her mind was filled with countless doubts, Whitney didn’t ask anything.

Isaac stepped forward at the right moment, respectfully calling out, “Mr. Newton.”

“Alright. Let’s head back.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Charles brushed past Whitney’s shoulder and boarded the helicopter.

Looking through the helicopter’s window, Charles gazed at the people standing on the ground.

Winona was waving goodbye to him, then she turned around and headed back to the fishing. village.

In the moment she turned around, the reluctance on Winona’s face faded, replaced by indifference.

His departure was not the end. She believed that Charles would come looking for her again.

Whitney gazed into the distance, her heart a mix of emotions as she watched the petite. figure of the girl.

It’s all right. Once we get back, none of these will matter.

After taking a few deep breaths, Whitney also boarded the helicopter, deliberately ignoring the discomfort in her heart.

The helicopter started up, its massive roar filling the air. Two doctors worked around. Charles, meticulously conducting various checks on him.

In order to ensure Charles’ was in good shape, Isaac had almost all the medical equipment that could be moved onto the helicopter. This was done solely to provide Charles with the most comprehensive checkup.

Once the inspection was over, Whitney walked over and asked with concern. “Are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?”

She brought over a tray filled with fruit, holding it up with both hands in front of Charles while waiting for him to choose his favorite fruit.

Charles shook his head in refusal.

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I’m not hungry. I don’t feel like eating.

Whitney stared at his handsome face, utterly perplexed. Before coming to Muprary, he had even taken the initiative to ask her out.

Nearly half a month after the incident, his attitude seemed to revert back to the indifference he showed when they first got married. In fact, he even exhibited a somewhat complex, deliberate aloofness.

“Have… have you been troubled by something these past few days?”

“Or are you upset that I secretly came to Muprary to find you, without telling you in advance?”

“Charles…”

Charles let out a barely audible sigh, his eyebrows furrowed as he interrupted her, “This place is dangerous. You shouldn’t have come over. Besides dealing with the company’s tedious matters, I now have to worry about your safety as well.”

turned

kung fu and couldn’t fend herself. That seemed to be a

sorry. I

cabin. “Quiet down

stared at his towering figure, standing frozen in place with a

hands.

could sense that Charles seemed to be in a bad mood. His mood was often unpredictable, and no one dared to approach him.

standing by his side.

fruit, and followed him into another cabin.

a distance as

helicopter

Charles to the hospital for a more comprehensive checkup.

checkup on the helicopter could only confirm

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a thorough examination was needed to put his

hospital where. Kieran presided boasted the most authoritative doctors and experts, ensuring the most. reliable diagnosis and treatment results.

and forth,

held the lab report in her hand, a thin layer of sweat forming on

had called him to a meeting in the ward, Whitney had no choice but to

against the head

any advantage either, so send someone to negotiate again. I believe Leonardo

Isaac nodded. “Understood.”

were out. Charles’s condition was normal, and the gunshot wound on his leg was healing well.

was no lack of nutrition, but just a bit of

all thanks to Winona’s meticulous care these past few days. Hence, it was only natural that Charles credited all the merit to

his eyes. With a slight movement, he could feel someone pressing down

saw Whitney sleeping at the head of his

It was as

complex expression, his slender fingers reached out, twirling

agreement, and nearly half a year has already passed….

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sickbed, Whitney who was a light

as she lifted her gaze, it met with

understand the meaning

time to

gaze.

“What’s

Whitney’s hair. He got up from the other side of the bed, straightened his

first to leave the ward, quickly putting some distance.

hurried behind him to

was already resting. Whitney was thinking about preparing some nutritious food for him to replenish his