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

herself. That seemed to be a burden

sorry. I just…”

“Quiet

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

hands.

be in a bad mood. His mood was often unpredictable, and no

by his

set down the fruit, and followed him into

him from a distance as he rested, staying in a position where she could be

next day, the helicopter

immediately took Charles to the hospital for a more

helicopter could only confirm that there were

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his body. Now, a thorough examination was needed

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

hospital, Whitney was running back and forth, personally taking care of everything.

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

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

half-leaning against the head

negotiate again. I believe Leonardo will restrain himself

Isaac nodded. “Understood.”

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

had lost weight, there was no lack of nutrition, but just a bit of

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

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

and saw Whitney sleeping at the head of

on her face was unmistakable. It was as if she hadn’t had a good rest in many days.

his slender fingers reached out, twirling her blond hair that had fallen on the blanket around his

and nearly half a year

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from the person in the sickbed, Whitney who was a light

her gaze, it met with Charles’.

blinked in confusion, unable to understand the meaning behind

It’s time to go home

gaze.

“What’s

withdrew his fingers that were entwined in Whitney’s hair. He got up from the other side of the bed,

was the first to leave the ward, quickly putting some distance. between

hurried

late. Everyone at home was already resting. Whitney was thinking about preparing some nutritious food