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, dialing her back

a nagging sense of unease. Answering on the third ring,

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

Villa.”

moment, she couldn’t breathe.

But then she stopped.

been pretending

current self, he was supposed to

would it

colder, cutting through her defenses. “You’re his mother. He’s

chest tightened painfully, like an iron

go. But Julius was her child, the one she had cherished

emotions. “I don’t

said, his tone brooking no argument. Then the

frozen for a

Her face had gone pale, but her resolve kicked in. She quickly changed into fresh clothes

slipped into the garage, selected one of

city streets were deserted, the silence of the late hour broken only by the hum of her car. She drove like

the imposing gates of the Harrison

deep breath, she steadied herself before stepping out of the

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