Chapter 38 You’re Asking for Trouble

The door to the master bedroom slammed shut, and Charlotte was thrown onto the bed.

The mattress was soft, and she bounced slightly upon impact. Arthur’s expression was dark, a cold, dangerous aura radiating from him. She tried to scramble away immediately.

His expression was terrifying.

Before she could get very far, he gripped her ankle, yanking her back with force, and his heavy body came down on top of hers.

“You’re asking for trouble.”

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Arthur’s voice was low and menacing, his breath hot against her ear, making her body shiver.

She was trapped beneath him, unable to

move.

“Arthur, let me go…

But his voice was icy as he spoke, “You’ve lost your memory, yet you keep provoking me. I’m not holding it against you because I know your memory will come back. But Charlotte, how could you treat Julius like that? He’s your son. You used to care about him so much. What exactly are you trying to do?”

her chin, forcing her to look at

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deeply, and her

all of this, but I really don’t remember. What am I supposed to

even cook a meal for him? Even if it was just for show? Charlotte, are you

skipped a beat, and she quickly

“It’s too late.”

him. His grip on

red and full, like

things that pushed him to

warning, he leaned down

eyes widened in shock, and she struggled desperately,

too heavy, like a mountain

fingers moved up her skirt, brushing against her sensitive

had been married for five years, and their physical relationship had always been smooth. He knew exactly

memory, her body remembered him, and it quickly reacted, giving him the

craved.

eyes remained cold. “Charlotte, your body

became ragged, her eyes reddened, a soft mist

gaze.

he wasn’t just toying

she didn’t know how

escape.

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