Chapter 4 If I Had a Choice

She looked up at him, expecting agreement, waiting for him to say they should end this.

After all, his true love was back, and Charlotte was ready to step aside.

An image of Julius – so much like his father – flashed through her mind, making her heart clench.

But she kept her face neutral, waiting for the ‘yes‘ she was sure would come.

Instead, his voice cut through the air, cold and sharp: “Our marriage may have been arranged, but it’s been peaceful for five years. There’s no need for divorce.”

Chapter 4 If I Had a Choice

No? She wanted to laugh. How do you

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plan to marry Sarah without divorcing me first? The words burned in her throat, but she swallowed them down.

“But I don’t like you,” she said, her voice shaking. “I don’t even know you. We can’t live like this. Neither of us will be happy.”

Arthur’s face darkened as his jaw clenched.

In one fluid motion, he crossed the room and pinned her to the bed, looming over her with his face just inches from hers.

Charlotte’s heart pounded as she quickly covered her mouth with her hand, staring up at him in shock. “What do you think you’re doing?” she mumbled behind her palm.

“Proving that our marriage is fine,” he said coldly, his eyes hard.

Charlotte felt sick to her stomach. This

was wrong on so many levels.

First, he claims they’re just friends with no feelings involved, and now he’s trying to kiss her?

she was to him – something to use when

made her

hurt in her chest, Charlotte met his gaze. “Stop,” she said firmly. “I only do this with someone I have feelings for. And I don’t have any for

she goes again, claiming

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drove him crazy.

turned stone cold as he pulled

him, fear

word, he stormed

room.

behind him, and Charlotte

there, she’d thought he might actually force

up slowly, her mind racing with

Sarah so much, why

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just divorce her?

could think it

knocked on

“Come in.”

quickly put on her confused face as she

something

nodded sheepishly. “Actually,

if you’d

“Thanks, I’ll come down.”

bit smug about

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was playing this.

just had to keep it up until she got

dining room, she spotted a small figure sitting perfectly still at the table,

heard her, saying “Mom”

her chest tighten. Julius had been shipped off to Arthur’s parents at three, where they’d raised him like a tiny soldier, robbing him

he’d still run to her for hugs when he visited. But that didn’t last. Soon he’d flinch when she tried

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