Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 841 I Am Human Too

This situation persisted for three days, and the rumors grew more and more intense.

Someone had even maliciously locked her in the bathroom.

There were also incidents where files had gone missing, and various sauces had been spilled on her seat. In one

particularly disturbing instance, someone had placed a dead mouse under her keyboard.

Whitney was simply speechless.

It was impossible for her to guard against the relentless, malicious pranks.

Whenever she walked around the company, she would invariably become the subject of people’s discussions. No

matter where she hid, it seemed as if she could always hear their accusations and mockery toward her.

Whitney eventually lost her cool when she found a dead bug under the keyboard.

Left with no choice, she typed a resignation letter and sent it to Queenie.

As much as she wanted to work with Charles again, she did not want to be a subject of ridicule by people in the

office.

Upon receiving Whitney’s resignation letter, Queenie was struck dumb. Why did she tender her resignation all of a

sudden?

During this period, Queenie had been preoccupied with company matters and had not had the time to pay attention

to Whitney. She never expected that Whitney would think of quitting.

She quickly forwarded Whitney’s resignation to Charles. As she stepped out of the office, she saw Whitney packing

up her things.

She tapped on Whitney’s desk and asked, “What happened? Why are you resigning?”

Upon hearing this, Whitney lowered her eyes as they turned bloodshot. She struggled to suppress the grievance she

had endured all this while.

Seeing her in this state, Queenie escorted her out of the office area.

Once they settled at a quiet corner, Queenie finally asked, “Tell me. What happened?”

“Ms. Zeller, I’m sorry, but please approve my resignation request. Please let me go.” Whitney not only had to

endure the pressure from the company but also had to withstand the malice from her coworkers.

She even had to manage her emotions before returning to the Newton residence, ensuring that no one would

notice anything amiss.

She would have handled it better if it were just one or two people trying to bully her. The harsh reality. was that

everyone seemed to be ganging up on her. She also did not believe that Charles would dismiss all the existing

employees causing trouble just for her sake.

Furthermore, firing them would take a toll on the company’s performance and productivity. She was well aware of

the consequences of certain actions.

Queenie patted her shoulder, sighing as she explained, “Your resignation needs more than my approval. It

has to go through Mr. Newton too. If you really want to leave the company, you should go and talk to him. about it.”

Queenie did not dare to accept her resignation. She was afraid of being held accountable if Charles were to pursue

the matter later.

Whitney was rendered speechless. Must I inform Charles?

Whitney knitted her brows, unsure of how to broach the subject with Charles.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Queenie’s phone vibrated just in time. It was a message from Charles: Ask her to come to my office.

Immediately, Queenie showed Whitney the content on her phone. “Mr. Newton already knew about your

resignation. You should go and talk to him. If he approves it, I can process it right away.”

“Think twice, Whitney. You’ve faced considerable challenges in proving your capabilities while working at Newton

Group. There must be a compelling reason for you to leave. Considering the current job market, weigh the

consequences carefully,” Queenie advised before departing, leaving Whitney to collect her emotions in solitude.

As she took the elevator up, Whitney was still a bit nervous.

Having worked at Newton Group for so long, she had never been to Charles’ office. She had not even been. to the

floor where he worked.

The elevator doors slid open, and Isaac was waiting for her at the entrance. “Mr. Newton is aware of your situation

in the company, so don’t be too nervous.”

After leading her to Charles’ office, he left.

Charles sat with his back to her, his handsome head the only visible part of him. He remained in this position for a

long time, without turning around.

He remained silent, and so did Whitney, standing still without uttering a word.

After a prolonged silence, Charles finally swiveled his chair around and slammed her resignation letter on the table.

“Why did you resign?”

“You know the reason, don’t you?” Whitney asked in response.

“I’m asking you.” His tone was devoid of any emotion.

His tone only exacerbated Whitney’s sense of grievance. “I don’t want to be constantly criticized and judged, nor do

I want to be accused of staying in the company through illegitimate means. Above all, I don’t want to cause you any

trouble with rumors,” she explained. “You can solve one problem for me, but you can’t solve the countless

problems of the company all at once. I don’t want to interfere with your

career.”

“We’ve signed a one-year secret marriage agreement. Our marriage feels like a thorn stuck in my throat. No

matter how much they tarnish it, I can’t reveal this identity. I’m truly weary of these endless days. Instead of

persisting like this, I’d rather choose to leave. Please approve my resignation.” She poured out all the thoughts and

feelings from her heart.

After suppressing her feelings for a long time, Whitney was finally able to release them. She took a deep

breath, instantly feeling much more at ease.

However, Charles’ expression remained far from pleasant, his brows furrowing even deeper.

He cast a sidelong glare at Whitney, his tone cold and firm. “I disagree.”

“Why?” Whitney was puzzled. Clearly, her resignation would not affect him in the slightest.

In fact, her departure would also mean that he would have one less problem to contend with. Isn’t that a win-win

situation for both sides?

“No particular reason. No means no.” He was firm with his decision.

Although Whitney did not expect him to say anything sweet, she was still taken aback by his demeanor.

commanding

All the grievances that had been accumulating in her heart, at that moment, erupted all at once. “Why do you think

you have the right to make decisions for others? Are you suggesting I can’t resign just because you refuse to let me

go? Is it a company rule?”

Her eyes were rimmed with red, a faint shimmer of tears swirling around them. Whitney stubbornly bit her lip, her

voice trembling intensely.

The expression on her face annoyed Charles somewhat, yet unexpectedly, a hint of sympathy for her also surfaced.

“Because I am the CEO of the Newton Group.” He forced himself to ignore this feeling and continued to speak icily.

“Because I am your superior in this company.”

Whitney raised her voice to refute him. “Charles, don’t exploit my feelings for you, treating me as if I’m at your

beck and call. I’m a person with feelings and thoughts of my own! I’m not your personal possession!”

It was the second time she had lost her temper in front of him.

Her nose was tinged with red, as were her eyes. Shimmering tears welled up in her eyes, but her stubbornness kept

them from falling.

Charles was taken aback. He had always thought that Whitney was the kind of girl who was incredibly strong, and

that was why he always acted without any restraint, knowing that she liked him.

“Yes, I like you, and I know I’m not good enough, not worthy of you, but I’m willing to change for you, to learn many

things I don’t understand, all for you.” Seeing him silent, Whitney thoughtfully voiced all her ideas. “I’ve never

expected you to fall in love with me. Just being by your side for a year has already made me incredibly happy. But

Charles, I’m human too, I also need positive emotional support. Can’t you care. about me a little more, just a little

bit?”

At this point, Whitney’s voice was choked with emotion, barely recognizable.

No matter how difficult people in the company made things for her, she never shed a tear. However, when faced

with Charles, with his habitual commanding and coercive tone, she felt a bitter and unbearable pain. in her heart.

She crouched down, hugging her knees in distress. Perhaps, after today, he might dislike me even more. But it

doesn’t matter anymore.

Despite Charles seemingly ignoring her crouched and curled-up position on the ground, deep down, he

was stunned for several seconds, his blue eyes filled with shock.

He sighed silently, his long lashes concealing the deep blue hue in his eyes. Slowly, he rose and walked over.

Matching her knee-hugging posture, he lifted her entirely into his arms and headed toward the

couch.