After Divorce, My General Husband Chasing Me Back

Love My Ex-Wife 376

Chapter 376 Willing to Risk His Life

Claire had just picked up the latest LV handbag when Arthur spoke, and with a loud thud, it slipped from her hands and hit the floor. She wondered nervously, "Frederick found out I'm here with Arthur?" Arthur looked apologetic, saying, "I'm sorry, Claire. I did everything I could to cover your tracks, but I couldn't hide it completely. You know Frederick controls the entire Kingstown Security Department. "If he wants to find something, it's a piece of cake. Honestly, I thought the car accident and explosion back then would convince him you were dead and make him stop investigating.

'But I didn't expect him to pick up on clues so quickly. Still, it's my fault for not being thorough. But don't worry. If you don't want to leave, if you don't want to go back to him, I'll do whatever it takes to keep you here. "Even if he shows up at my door, I won't let him take you. Unless, of course, he steps over my dead body first!" Arthur declared, his voice firm and resolute.

Claire stood there in stunned silence, her gaze locked on Arthur. She couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"What did Arthur just say? That Frederick would have to step over his dead body to take me? He's willing to risk his life for

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me?" she wondered, her thoughts swirling in disbelief.

at Arthur, her eyes wide with shock, unable

her reaction. He stepped closer, extending his hand

you... Thank you, Mr. Arthur Hawthorne," she finally said after a long pause, her voice

at a loss for words. She

And Frederick-the man she had loved for over 20 years, the one she had dreamed of growing old with-was now the

blue sky, watched as the sun slowly sank behind the mountains, and followed the final rays of the sunset as they disappeared beneath the horizon. She then saw the moon rise gradually into the night sky,

there, staring. Her mind

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what kind of state she was in at that

perhaps her heart, never full of hope to begin with, was slowly sinking as she braced herself to return to Frederick once again. Or maybe, deep down, she honestly had no clue what to do and was just clinging to the fleeting

Claire sat in the same spot. By the time she realized how long it had been, her entire body was stiff, her blood felt like it had stopped flowing, and her legs had gone completely

stand, a sudden bang echoed from downstairs. Her heart skipped a beat. She knew that sound all too well-it was a gunshot. After practicing so much with firearms, she was intimately familiar with

the same position for so long, the lower half of her body had gone numb. The moment she stood, her legs gave out, and she collapsed

she barely noticed. She rubbed them briefly, pushed through the discomfort,