After Divorce, My General Husband Chasing Me Back

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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?"

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

bite or drinking a drop, and now she was starving

a mountain, and everything here was for the wealthy. She didn't have much money left, barely enough to buy anything to

was the middle of the night, the winter wind was biting cold, and it was far too late to

much thought, Claire went to the upscale supermarket in the villa district. Everything there was imported,

hot water. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able

and filled the cup with hot water. Under the strange looks of the staff, she returned to the

the past, she wouldn't have touched something like this. But after four

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needed to get through the night

the cold, she touched her forehead. It was burning hot. She knew she had a fever. Glancing at her phone, it was only 4 AM. She thought she could wait until dawn. She realized going out without the sun would only make

chill was unbearable. As she curled up, she felt like she was falling into an icy abyss,

stand but was so dizzy she could barely walk. Leaning against

her half an hour. She finally reached the living

her and place her on something soft and warm. Her forehead felt cool and

opened her eyes, the first

first thought was that

kneeling on the floor,

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just one day, you've managed to get a servant to disobey my orders and

tell me, how should she

in his words was as sharp as a blade, ready to end a