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.

she spoke, his fury surged, and his presence darkened, as if he were about to tear

just then, the shrill ring of

was a call from

her body, marked by their shared intimacy,

and answered

His voice, once cold and harsh, now

the blanket around

I’ll be right there,” Arthur said calmly. He straightened his clothes, briefly glancing at the

back, I expect to

words were sharp, and the

didn’t dare

and left in a hurry, his footsteps

She took a quick shower and then walked into

the lights

women’s clothes was empty because she had gotten rid of

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of it, leaving nothing for

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and paired it with a pair of

dining room, Julius sat at the table, eating slowly, even though it was just a

his eyes

stiff profile betrayed his feelings. He was hurt,

comfort.