Chapter 840 Another Rumor
Charles carried her upstairs, his face stern.
Returning to the bedroom, Charles did not utter a word. He simply took a bath as usual and theny
down. on the bed.
Sitting on the couch, Whitney nced at him and hesitated for a moment before saying, “Tonight… I’ll
sleep on the couch. Could you please help me get the nket?”
Her leg was in such severe pain that she feared she might fall if she tried to fetch the nket herself,
which could potentially upset him.
Charles’ movements came to a halt. He walked straight to Whitney and picked her up, cing her on
the bed.
Whitney quickly got to her feet. “I-I haven’t taken a bath.”
She had absolutely no time to change out of these dirty clothes throughout the day. They probably still
recked of blood.
“What a hassle.”
Charles’ blue eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of impatience crossing his face. Once again, he stood up
and carried her to the bathroom.
After entering the bathroom, he stayed there. Nervously gulping, Whitney stuttered, “Um… I-I can wash
myself.”
“All right. Go to bed after you’ve finished washing up.”
With these cold words, Charles finally walked out of the bathroom.
Only then did Whitney dare to undress, and it was then that she noticed the wound on her leg.
Although It was wrapped in gauze, traces of blood still seeped through.
Luckily, thest time she tidied up, she ced a first aid kit in the bathroom for emergencies. She never
thought it would actuallye in handy now.
Ouch, it really hurts.
The gauze was sticking to the wound, so the only option was to dampen it with water while gently
peeling it off.
The sound of running water in the bathroom masked Whitney’s painful gasps.
She bit her lip hard, refusing to let herself make a sound.
After washing up and wrapping her wound, she lingered in the bathroom for a while, intentionally
extending her time there.
She hoped that by the time she exited the bathroom, he would already be sleeping.
About half an hourter, Whitney finally sauntered out of the bathroom.
Unexpectedly, the moment she opened the door, she almost bumped into Charles’ solid chest.
Whitney was speechless.
Has he… been waiting at the door this whole time?
Before Whitney could speak, the man swiftly scooped her up in a bridal style.
Returning to the bed, he turned off the lights and pulled her back into his arms.
It was time for bed.
Whitney was pressed tightly against his chest, listening to the sound of his strong and powerful
heartbeat.
His hand rested on her waist; they were extremely close with each other.
The steady rhythm of breathing soon echoed from the person behind her, apanied by a faint
snoring sound. However, Whitney was not the least bit sleepy.
Even though the two of them had an unpleasant encounter in the parking lot, it seemed as if nothing
happened once they returned to the house.
When he called her his wife, did he mean it?
She did not know, nor did she dare to hope for too much.
After all, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
Lower your expectations, and you’ll reduce your disappointments. Forget it. Don’t think about it
anymore.
The next morning, after breakfast, Whitney was limping, preparing to hail a cab to work. However,
Charles walked straight over and draped his arm around her shoulder.
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Just at that moment, Jasmine came out of her room. Seeing them leaving together, she nodded
approvingly. “That’s more like it. Charles, you should have been bringing Whitney to work a long time
ago. Now that she’s injured, you must take good care of her.”
“Yeah.”
On the way to thepany, the two of them traveled in silence.
Whitney felt a bit nervous.
If people from thepany saw her getting out of Charles’ car, it would be inevitable that more gossip
would circte.
However, Charles should be driving straight into the parking lot. I’ll just wait for him to go up first, then
I’ll go.
Whitney nned everything in her heart, but Charles did not give her the chance at all.
He drove his luxury car straight to the front of thepany building.
Seeing the bustling entrance, Whitney hurriedly rolled up the car window. Lowering her head, she
asked in a low voice, “We’re at thepany. Why are you…”
Contrary to Whitney’s anxiety, Charles appeared nonchnt. With an air ofposure, he said. “You
shouldn’t move around that much. It’s closer to reach the office from here. Get out.”
Kablemand, one that Whitney dared not refuse. With a sense of dread. she had no choice but to
open the car door.
Charles’ car was simply too cool.
It was a dark-gray Rolls-Royce with a unique te number. It was probably unmatched in the entire
Salinsburgh.
The people at the door were all taken aback as they saw Whitney step out of the car. Fearful of being
recognized, Whitney kept her head down and hurriedly walked away.
Yet, unbeknownst to her, word of this scene still spread around.
In just one morning, her name became known to almost everyone in thepany.
It was only when she went to work today that she found out Lana and the others had been fired.
Several employees from the logistics department had left in just one day.
In the entirepany, only Charles would be capable of pulling off something like this.
A vague understanding of what happened warmed Whitney’s heart.
No matter how she looked at it, Charles helped her deal with those troublesome women, which could
be considered as him protecting her.
Not to mention, a bodyguard was specifically arranged for her when she went out shopping.
Unfortunately, her joy did notst long, as Whitney soon heard another rumor about herself.
In the afternoon, she felt thirsty and went to the pantry for a cup of coffee. When she walked out of the
pantry, she ran into Wrenna from the same department.
Crossing her arms, Wrenna blocked Whitney’s path. “Whitney, I underestimated you. After hooking up
with Mr. Turner, now you’re onto Mr. Newton? Just because you’re somewhat attractive, you think you
can do whatever you want?”
“What?”
Whitney was confused. She could not understand what Wrenna was saying.
Seeing the confusion in Whitney’s eyes, Wrenna became even angrier. “Stop acting like the victim! I
have no respect for women like you who use underhanded tactics to climb thedder! You seduced Mr.
Newton, didn’t you?”
In her previouspany, Wrenna lost her original position to a woman who used her connections to
climb the corporatedder. As a result, she harbored a deep resentment toward Whitney.
At that moment, another employee from the department came over. Tugging at Wrenna, she
whispered, “Do you think Whitney is easy to bully? You dare to confront her. Aren’t you afraid she’ll
report you to Mr. Newton and get you fired too? I heard that Lana and the others are going to be driven
out of Salinsburgh. You better not mess with her.”
Although the person spoke in a low voice, Whitney could still hear her.
What? Lana and her group will be expelled from Salinsburgh How did it get so serious?
Meeting Whitney’s puzzled gaze, Wrenna could not help but spit out, “Why should I be afraid of a
shameless creature? If she has the guts, let herin to Mr. Newton and have him fire me too!”
The person hurriedly pulled Wrenna away, leaving Whitney standing in the same spot.
In the time that followed, Whitney could constantly feel eyes on her from all directions. There were thos
filled with malice and mockery, as well as those who looked down on her.
Wherever she went, there were always eyes on her.
However, when she turned around, those people would quickly shift their gaze, acting as if nothing had
happened.