Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick)
Chapter 817

Chapter 817 Her Birthday

At Charles' words, Whitney let out a sigh.

Oh well, I likely won't get to have cake anymore today.

She took a deep breath before pressing the elevator's down button.

As the elevator descended, she clasped her hands and wished herself happy birthday in a whisper before stepping out.

Upon arriving at the underground parking lot, she immediately caught sight of the eye-catching Lamborghini. The window was half down, revealing Charles' handsome face.

"The share of eighty percent is non-negotiable. Warn them that if they dare to seize more market share, the Newton family won't hesitate to drive them out of the current market forever."

Charles was on the phone, his tone icy cold, and a cigarette between his fingers.

Despite his casual appearance, Whitney was still stunned. She admitted that she liked him, every single side of him.

Noticing the woman standing beside the car, Charles stubbed out the cigarette and ended the phone call. When Whitney saw that he had finished dealing with work, she finally swung open the car door and

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After she had gotten into the car, Charles immediately made a call to Jasmine.

The call was answered in no time.

"What's up, Charles? You're not the type to call me unless you need something. Did you upset Whitney?"

Since he placed the call on speaker, Whitney heard it as well.

"Enough with your wisecracks. Today is Whitney's birthday. Hurry home and get ready," Charles said.

"Huh? Oh, it's Whitney's birthday. I haven't prepared a birthday gift for her yet. I'll have someone deliver the set of jewelry I had custom-made previously. It's Whitney's first birthday after marrying into our family so we must make it grand. I'll call Lucas right away."

Jasmine sounded quite excited, which made Whitney rather nervous.

Nonetheless, she didn't dare interrupt the siblings' conversation. As such, she could only watch Charles silently.

She didn't want to make a big fuss in the first place. That was why she had planned to celebrate it herself quietly. Besides, she didn't want to owe anyone any favors because of that.

On top of that, she was bound to leave the Newton family sooner or later. She didn't want to owe Lucas and Jasmine too much.

Noticing Whitney's expression, Charles uttered, "Just have you and Lucas come back. She's not familiar with the others. Don't make it too grand, or she'll feel uncomfortable." Upon hearing that, Jasmine hummed meaningfully in acknowledgment.

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As soon as the call ended, Whitney immediately said, "Mr. Newton, there's really no need to go to all this trouble. My birthday isn't that important-"

"How should you address me after work?"

Charles threw her a displeased look..

Whitney bit her lip and murmured, "Hubby... There's no need to have Jasmine and the others fuss over it. My birthday really isn't that important."

As she said it was not that important, she dipped her head in slight disappointment.

Indeed, I'm an insignificant person. All I need to do is to play the role of his wife on the surface.

Glimpsing the disappointment and unhappiness in her eyes, Charles assertively grabbed her hand and commanded, "Go with my plan."

With a roar, the car shot out of the underground parking lot.

Whitney clutched her seatbelt tightly, not daring to say another word.

When they passed by a flower shop, Charles suddenly hit the brakes and alighted without a word.

As Whitney watched him enter the flower shop, her heart inexorably started racing.

Is he... going to buy me flowers?

Even though she had decided not to harbor any expectations, she couldn't help but look forward to his subsequent action.

Before long, the man's figure emerged from the flower shop.

Alas, his hands were empty.

Whitney was stumped.

Sure enough, I really shouldn't have gotten my hopes up.

During the drive home, the two of them continued to travel in silence.

All Whitney could do was idly fiddle with her phone.

Her phone had nothing but some boring news, and she quickly lost interest, turning to look out the

window.

The scenery outside the car window whizzed by. She saw a stooped elderly man slowly walking along the road and a youthful-looking high school student animatedly discussing something interesting with the person next to him.

There was also a couple waiting together at the bus stop. They shared a pair of earphones and occasionally exchanged a few words, appearing to be deeply in love.

People often say that lovers will eventually get together. Whitney furtively glanced at the man beside her, a tinge of bitterness welling within her Ultimately, we're not meant to be together.

By the time they made it back to the Newton residence, Jasmine was already waiting at the door.

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Seeing that they had returned, she rushed forward and hugged Whitney.

She exclaimed joyfully, "Happy birthday, Whitney! I prepared a birthday gift for you! Quick, come in and see if you like it. Jeez, you didn't even tell me about your birthday. Do you still consider me a friend?" Whitney chuckled and fabricated an excuse to brush it off. "Actually, I also forgot about my birthday today. It was Charles who reminded me about it. It's an important event or anything, so there's no need to go to much trouble."

Jasmine shook her head. "How could it not be important? This is your first birthday spent with the Newton family. We need to celebrate it properly. If it weren't for Charles not wanting to scare you, I would've definitely prepared a spectacularly grand party for you!"

When they entered the Newton residence, the help was bustling around in the kitchen.

Jasmine eagerly dragged Whitney to her room, where she took out an incredibly exquisite gift box.

She opened it, revealing a beautiful necklace adorned with an emerald pendant.

"Whitney, this is a limited-edition gemstone necklace I bought from an auction in Moranta. There are only two in this world, and this one is for you."

While saying that, she made to put the necklace on Whitney.

Whitney quickly turned it down. "This is simply too expensive, Jasmine. I can't accept it."

It was a limited-edition worldwide, so she didn't dare accept it when given as a gift.

"I have both of the necklaces with me right now. It's perfect, for we can each have one. I don't usually wear it anyway. We can wear them together when we attend events for matching looks." Ignoring Whitney's demurral, Jasmine put the necklace on her. Then, she even complimented, "Look, this necklace suits you perfectly. The color of the emerald really enhances one's temperament. You look stunningly beautiful wearing it. Don't feel pressured. I merely want to wear matching necklaces with you.

At the sight of the girl smiling brightly and beautifully in the mirror, Whitney lowered her head with mixed feelings.

She's still blissfully unaware of everything, anticipating my baby with Charles. When our marriage reaches the end of the agreed term, she'll probably be very much disappointed

"Are you listening to me, Whitney?"

Jasmine's voice jolted her out of her thoughts. She smiled and nodded. "I was wondering what kind of gift I give back to our little princess when you've given me such a precious gift."

Upon hearing that, Jasmine giggled. "The best gift you can give me would be a chubby little nephew or niece to play with sooner rather than later."

In a flash, Whitney's face flushed bright red.