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?”

that moment, Grace explained Charlotte’s

eyes softened with sympathy. “Ma’am, you should rest. We’ll take care of

Which way is the bedroom?” Charlotte asked,

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and Charlotte just crashed onto the bed. Her head was swimming as she tried to figure out

had

off, but

cold shoulders, and the moments when Arthur’s eyes would burn

breathing hard, her chest still

when she

eyes on her.

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undoing his shirt buttons, moving with that natural

him look like something out of a magazine. When he

and distant, like he couldn’t care less. His tight–lipped expression didn’t help

up her confused act. “They told me you’re my husband? Why did