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?”

moment, Grace explained Charlotte’s condition

with sympathy. “Ma’am, you should

is the bedroom?” Charlotte

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crashed onto the bed. Her head was swimming as she

had to

have dozed off, but it wasn’t

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

jolted awake, breathing hard, her chest

spun around when

eyes on her.

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shirt buttons, moving

brows made him look like something out of

and distant, like he couldn’t care less. His

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