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.”

face turned

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

sorry. I

another cabin. “Quiet

his towering figure, standing frozen in place with a plate of fruit in her

hands.

that Charles seemed to be in a bad mood. His mood was often unpredictable, and

standing by his side.

down the fruit, and followed him into

simply watched him from a distance as he rested, staying in a position where she

helicopter finally landed

the hospital for a more comprehensive checkup.

on the helicopter could only confirm that there were

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his body. Now, a thorough examination was needed to put his mind at ease.

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

and

the lab report in her hand, a thin layer of sweat forming on her forehead. She was panting heavily from

Isaac could handle these tasks, but because Charles had called him to a meeting in the ward, Whitney had no choice but to take on all

against the head board. His handsome face looked serious.

didn’t gain any advantage either, so send someone to negotiate again. I believe Leonardo will

Isaac nodded. “Understood.”

end of the morning, all the test results were out. Charles’s condition was normal, and the gunshot wound on his leg was healing

there was no lack of nutrition, but just a bit of a

few days. Hence, it was only natural that Charles credited all the merit to Winona for the life-saving favor she had. bestowed.

his eyes. With a slight movement, he could feel someone pressing down on the blanket next

turned his head and saw Whitney sleeping at the

fatigue on her face was unmistakable. It was as if she hadn’t had a good

looked at her with a complex expression, his slender fingers reached out, twirling her blond hair that had

and nearly half a

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sickbed, Whitney who was a

as she lifted her gaze, it met with

in confusion, unable to understand the

It’s time to go

gaze.

“What’s

He got up from the other side of the bed, straightened his shirt cuffs, put on his suit jacket, and regained his usual dignified demeanor.

to leave the ward, quickly putting some distance. between him and Whitney.

eyes and hurried behind him to catch

residence quite late. Everyone at home was already resting. Whitney was thinking about preparing some