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 pale.

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

I just…”

another cabin. “Quiet down for a bit. I want to

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

hands.

mood. His mood was often unpredictable, and no

standing by his side.

set down the fruit, and followed him

fell silent, sitting quietly across from Charles. She simply watched him from a distance as he rested, staying in a position

day, the helicopter

Charles to the hospital

confirm that there

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a thorough examination

of the Harris family. Any hospital where. Kieran presided boasted the most authoritative doctors and experts, ensuring the most. reliable diagnosis

and

hand, a thin layer of sweat forming on her forehead. She was

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

the head

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

Isaac nodded. “Understood.”

condition was normal, and the gunshot wound

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

natural that Charles credited all

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

Whitney sleeping at the head of his bed.

resting, the fatigue on her face was unmistakable. It

her with a complex expression, his slender fingers reached out, twirling her blond hair that had fallen on the blanket

year long marriage agreement, and nearly half a year has already

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person in the sickbed, Whitney who was

she lifted her gaze, it met

understand the meaning behind Charles’s wrong?” she asked.

time to

gaze.

“What’s

impassive expression, Charles withdrew his fingers that were entwined in Whitney’s hair. He got up from the other side of the bed, straightened his shirt cuffs, put on his suit jacket, and regained his usual

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

eyes and hurried behind him

Everyone at home was already resting. Whitney was thinking about preparing some nutritious food for him to