Win My Forsaken Ex-wife Back (Charlotte and Arthur)

Chapter 3 Let’s Get Divorced

Charlotte touched her wet cheeks, confused. “I don’t know why I’m crying.”

Grace just watched her with sympathy.

Pulling herself together, Charlotte walked into the house. A housekeeper immediately approached her. “Ma’am, Mr. Harrison and young Mr. Julius will be home in two hours. Would you like to start dinner preparations?”

For five years, Charlotte had handled everything for Arthur – cooking his meals, choosing his clothes, even picking out his

accessories.

She’d done it all hoping he would fall in

love with her someday.

But now she knew that her feelings would never be returned.

Charlotte looked genuinely puzzled. “Why would I need to cook dinner?”

The housekeeper stared at her, startled. “Ma’am, are you feeling okay?”

Grace explained Charlotte’s

sympathy. “Ma’am, you should rest.

feeling great. Which way is the bedroom?” Charlotte asked, rubbing her

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and Charlotte just crashed onto the bed. Her head

That had to

but it wasn’t

manipulation, the cold shoulders, and the moments when Arthur’s eyes would burn with passion during their intimacy, only

her

spun around when she felt those

eyes on her.

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his tall frame. He walked in, casually undoing his shirt buttons, moving with that natural grace he always had – the

like something out of a magazine. When he looked her way,

were cold and distant, like he couldn’t care

confused act. “They told me