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

Chapter 28 He Needs You

Diana had been keeping an eye on the surveillance cameras. The moment she saw Arthur leave with his men, she immediately texted Charlotte with the update.

Charlotte let out a long breath, the weight on her chest finally lifting.

She pressed the voice message button and spoke in exasperation, “You don’t understand. I was scared out of my mind! I’m drenched in sweat. I’m taking a shower right now. That man is out of control. This marriage has to end. He’s way too dangerous!”

Diana replied with a faint sigh, “It’s not just about the divorce. The little bit of

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progress you made today? You just slammed the door shut on it yourself.”

Charlotte rolled her eyes. “I’ll think about it later. Shower first.”

One crisis averted, but another one waited in the wings.

After her shower, she lay on her bed, letting her mind settle. She needed a plan, a way to get this divorce over with, fast.

Whether her parents approved didn’t matter to her. She’d made up her mind, and no one was going to stop her.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sudden ring of her phone. She glanced at the screen and frowned. It was Arthur

again.

hesitation, Charlotte declined the call. But he was persistent,

irritation flared, and with it came a nagging sense of unease. Answering on the

voice came through the line, laced with icy authority. “Julius

Villa.”

a moment, she couldn’t breathe. Her body moved on instinct. She swung her legs off the

But then she stopped.

pretending to have

feelings for Julius. To her current self, he was

she forced herself to stay calm. “What good would

sharper now, colder, cutting through her defenses. “You’re his mother. He’s sick, and he

like an iron grip squeezing

she had cherished more than her own life. Even if he

emotions. “I don’t even remember how to

tone brooking no argument. Then the line went

sat frozen for

but her resolve

quiet. She slipped into the garage, selected

silence of the late hour broken only by the hum of

at the imposing gates of the Harrison

a deep breath, she steadied herself

“Whatever is waiting inside, I can’t afford to