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

Chapter 39 Needing Comfort

Under her hazy gaze, Charlotte looked at his cold, stern face. His eyes, darkened with desire, held no warmth as they

locked onto hers. His words felt like a

sharp blade, stabbing mercilessly into her heart.

She had once adored his eyes.

Every time he looked at her, she believed he loved her deeply. But now, all of that seemed like a cruel joke.

Without thinking, she raised her hand to slap him across the face.

Arthur, however, easily caught her wrist. He pushed her aside with a swift motion,

making her body shudder, her full chest following suit.

The desire in Arthur’s eyes only deepened as he leaned in to kiss her.

Charlotte’s gaze grew distant as she stared at the familiar ceiling above. This was their master bedroom, the place where they had shared countless passionate nights. But now, all she wanted was to

escape.

“No… I don’t want this…” Her voice cracked, rough and soft, her body tensing, despite her physical response. Even though her body betrayed her, her heart was full of resistance.

spoke, his fury surged, and his presence

of a phone

a call from

at her body, marked by their shared

and answered

cold and

the blanket around herself

don’t worry. I’ll be right there,” Arthur said calmly. He straightened his clothes, briefly glancing at

he added, “When I get back, I expect to see

and the underlying threat

dare

left in a hurry, his footsteps echoing

emerged from the blanket. She took

the

for women’s clothes was empty because

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of it, leaving nothing for

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his sweaters and paired it with a pair of sweatpants, tightening

Julius sat at the table, eating slowly, even though it was just a simple salad. He finished every

saw her come down, his eyes reddened, but he quickly looked

feelings. He was

comfort.