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.

But he was persistent, dialing

with it came a nagging sense of

through the line, laced with icy authority. “Julius has

Villa.”

like a punch to the chest, and for a moment, she couldn’t breathe. Her body moved on instinct. She swung her legs off the

But then she stopped.

had been pretending to

for Julius. To her current self, he

her fists, she forced herself to stay calm. “What good would it do if I

through her defenses. “You’re his mother.

tightened painfully, like an iron grip squeezing her

go. But Julius was her child, the one she had cherished more than her own life. Even if he had grown distant,

“I don’t even

Arthur said, his tone brooking

frozen for

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

Hardwick Villa was eerily quiet. She slipped into the garage, selected one of James‘ cars, and sped

late hour broken only by the hum of her car. She drove like

gates of the Harrison Villa

steadied herself before

“Whatever is waiting inside,