Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 859 Someone Has Found A Place In His Heart 

“Alright then. You guys shouldn’t tire yourselves out either. Take care of your health. Once I’ve passed my exam, I might be going abroad.”

Jasmine was engrossed in sharing her future plans, but Whitney’s mind had already drifted off somewhere else.

After having breakfast, the Newton family’s driver dropped Whitney off at the office.

After entering the office, Whitney headed in the direction of Charles’ office.

Just as Isaac was about to leave with a stack of documents, Whitney stopped him. “Is he in the office now?”

Isaac nodded. “Mr. Newton seems to be in a bad mood. Be careful.”

After giving a piece of advice, Isaac left with the documents in his arms.

Whitney headed straight for the office and knocked on the door.

“It’s me.”

“Come in.”

Charles was holding a fountain pen, diligently writing on some document. Whitney knew better than to interrupt, and quietly waited for him to finish.

After about ten minutes, Charles finally looked up, pinched the bridge of his nose and asked, “What are you doing here?”

His voice regained its calm and indifference like before.

Whitney suppressed the discomfort in her heart as she smiled and said, “I was worried about your health, so I wanted to come and see you.”

“Are you done?”

Charles didn’t lift his head, his gaze remained fixed on the documents in front of him. His brows and eyes looked serious, and his tone indifferent.

He seemed to be urging Whitney to leave.

Whitney didn’t understand.

It was understandable for him to have such an attitude yesterday. Why is he still like this today)

She couldn’t hold back any longer and asked the question that had been weighing on her heart.

“During the time you lived in the fishing village… was it that girl who took care of you? What… what’s her name?”

As she asked the question, Whitney’s heart pounded rapidly, her palms clenched as she was nervous. She carefully observed Charles’ expression.

Charles’ brows suddenly furrowed, his eyes serious.

The air suddenly fell silent, and Whitney nervously swallowed, unsure of what to say to ease the tense atmosphere.

“How… how has your time been in the fishing village?”

Charles glanced at her. “Not bad.”

Having said that, he put down the documents in his hand and stood up to leave the office.

After much hesitation, Whitney decided to block his path, gathering her courage to ask, “Don’t you think you owe me an explanation?”

He said he was going to date her, but ended up leaving her alone in the country without even telling her.

He disappeared, and she had been worried for such a long time.

They had finally met, but he still had this attitude, not saying a word, nor explaining anything.

Charles wore a stern expression. “Once you’re back at work, you should focus and concentrate on your work. Why must you waste your time on these issues every day?”

Having said that, he left without looking back.

Clang!

The office door was slammed shut. It struck a heavy blow to Whitney’s heart as if it were a sledgehammer.

She knew by now.

Charles wouldn’t give her an answer, but his attitude had already said it all.

Perhaps… someone had already found a place in Charles’ heart before her.

She laughed at herself, realizing that he simply didn’t care about her feelings.

She overestimated her own standing, and she presumptuously thought she could stand by his side.

Before leaving the fishing village, she noticed the way Charles looked at that girl.

That was a look filled with affection and quite special.

She had only seen this kind of gaze whenever Charles looked at Gwendolyn.

The girl reminded him of Gwendolyn. Whitney began to understand why he had suddenly become distant towards her.

Given the circumstances, she would no longer waste her warmth on someone who acted cold to her.

After taking a deep breath, Whitney suppressed her stubbornness and pride, and left Charles’ office. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

From this moment on, apart from necessary work interactions, Whitney would no longer take the initiative to contact Charles.

As days passed, it seemed as if the people in the company had noticed something.

Places with many people were often breeding grounds for rumors.

The CEO and Whitney, who used to always come and go from the office together, had stopped appearing at the office at the same time, at some point.

They also noticed that Whitney seemed to be deliberately avoiding their CEO, which inevitably piqued the curiosity of the staff.

The fact that Whitney was able to turn from being a small intern to a favored individual by the CEO’s side had long been a displeasure to most people.

Hence, she was a thorn in the hearts of the women at the office.

Everyone harbored a fanciful dream of transforming from rags to riches. There wasn’t a woman who didn’t desire a man as outstanding as Charles.

Charles’ presence had long since become the gold standard for the women in the company when it came to choosing a partner However, they were aho well aware of their own status and position.

No one really dares to confront the CEO recklessly.

Yet, Whitney, someone without an exceptional family background or particularly outstanding abilities, seemed to have nothing more than her beauty to keep her by Charles’ side.

How could the existence of such a woman justify the whims and fancies of those infatuated.

Now that the two of them were at odds, some people started harboring thoughts they shouldn’t have.

A woman in a white shirt saw Whitney walking out of Charles’ office with a cold expression. She quickly pulled someone nearby and asked, “What’s going on? Is it true that Mr. Newton doesn’t favor Whitney anymore?”

The woman’s face lit up with excitement, much like a paparazzo catching a whiff of gossip.

The woman she had grabbed was admiring her freshly done manicure, offering a sarcastic. explanation..

“Well, she probably did something to upset Mr. Newton, hence they’re giving each other the cold shoulder.”

Anyone could see what had happened between them.

How truly peculiar.

The woman smirked, taking pleasure in others’ misfortune. “Look at how smug she was in the past, and now she has annoyed Mr. Newton. In my opinion, she should be fired. She’s not fit to be Mr. Newton’s personal assistant.”

“Pffi… Do you fit the job? Who do you think Mr. Newton is? He’s not someone we can simply serve.”

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Charles, who was fully engrossed in his work, and unaware of the rumors that were already spreading throughout the company.

He simply found it odd as Whitney had been avoiding him lately, and her attitude towards him had suddenly turned cold.

What’s wrong with that woman?

He glanced out the window, where Whitney was diligently organizing her documents. She looked utterly composed.

It seems like she has lost some weight recently.

Her cheeks, which were already quite thin, had now become even thinner.

Realizing once again that his mood was being affected by her, Charles irritably lowered the blinds, shutting out the environment outside.

As the days went by, their peculiar way of interacting with each other sparked inc intense discussions among their colleagues.

On a bright and sunny afternoon, a topic filled with criticism and sarcasm began to circ among the various small groups within the company.

“Has everyone noticed? That stupid woman finally got what she deserved. Her seduction is no longer enough to catch the attention of their boss. She’s been dumped, and it serves her right.”

Everyone dared not call her name directly, they could only use nick name that they all understood to replace the name.

Those who were interested naturally understood.

“No way. It’s been a long time since we’ve been to the company together. She must have done something to annoy the boss.”

“What a vixen. She should have been ousted from the company a long time ago. We’ve put up with her gloating for far too long.”

The management had turned a blind eye to the public opinion stirred up by this matter. They were simply not botherer with such trivial matters.

After all, the human nature of enjoying the spectacle was very common, let alone kicking someone when they were down.

During the days of the cold war between Whitney and Charles, all sorts of rumors and gossip were flying around the company.