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

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?

to him –

irony made her heart twist

do this with someone I have feelings for. And I don’t have any for you. You can’t force

again, claiming she has

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him. It drove him crazy. Something inside

face turned stone cold as he pulled back,

flinched away from him, fear flickering across

a word, he stormed out of

room.

Charlotte let out a shaky breath of

she’d thought he

sat up slowly, her

loved Sarah

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divorce her? It made no

she could

knocked on the

“Come in.”

her confused face as she turned to the

would you like something to eat?” the

nodded sheepishly.

ready downstairs if you’d

“Thanks, I’ll come down.”

bit smug about

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was playing this.

keep it up until she got those

a small figure sitting perfectly

when he heard her, saying “Mom” in that

been shipped off to Arthur’s parents at three, where they’d

still run to her for hugs when he visited. But