After Divorce, My General Husband Chasing Me Back

Love My Ex-Wife 8

Chapter 8 Give Her a Chance

Claire fiddled with her fingers, thinking that asking Frederick would be the same. "Frederick, I..."

But before she could finish, Frederick interrupted her, "Four years in prison, and you're different. Since you can endure. hardship so well, keep it up. Using your own hands is a skill! "Someone, clear everything out of here!"

Frederick ordered, and soon, the narrow little bed and all the other junk in the basement were cleared away.

In no time, the basement was completely empty.

Claire looked at the now bare basement, her face paling as Frederick's words echoed in her ears.

She leaned against the wall, barely able to stand.

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The butler's cold and merciless voice continued, "Ms. Prescott, Mr. Hawthorne has ordered that from this moment on, you are not allowed to use anything in the villa.

"Food, water, daily necessities, the bed you sleep in, the shoes you wear, all must be purchased by you outside."

"What?"

Chapter 8 Give Her a Chance

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"Not giving me necessities is one thing, but not even allowing me a sip of

bite or drinking a drop, and now she was

was for the wealthy. She didn't have much money left, barely enough to buy anything to eat. She

biting cold, and it was far too late to go to the city. She could only buy something

villa district. Everything there was imported, leaving her no choice but to buy a cup of

hot water. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been

and filled the cup with hot water. Under

bitterly. In the past, she wouldn't have touched something like this. But after four years in prison, she had gotten used to it. Back in the basement, Claire

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just needed to get through the night and buy

When she woke from the cold, she touched her forehead. It was burning hot. She knew she had a fever. Glancing at her phone, it was only 4

her extremely uncomfortable, and the winter chill was unbearable. As she curled up, she felt like she was falling into an icy abyss, her blood freezing. Claire realized that if she stayed like

but was so dizzy she could barely walk. Leaning against the wall, she slowly made

an hour. She finally reached the living room door but collapsed just

place her on something soft and warm. Her

long she had been unconscious, but when she opened her eyes, the first

thought was that Frederick

on the floor, and

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Frederick spoke, "Impressive. After just one day, you've managed to get a servant to disobey my orders

tell me, how should she be

voice was not loud, but the coldness in his words was as sharp as