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

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Charlotte thought she wouldn’t have to wait long, but three days had passed with no word from Sarah. She couldn’t help but wonder what exactly was Sarah hesitating about.

Charlotte sent Jennifer a batch of custom–made fragrances, who quickly settled the payment. Without delay, Charlotte reinvested

the funds.

Meanwhile, Jennifer wasted no time calling Arthur back home. after receiving the fragrances.

The living room, adorned with classical decor, exuded elegance and grandeur. Jennifer sat gracefully on the sofa, arranging a bundle of fresh flowers.

Arthur strode into the room. He sat in a single armchair and asked curtly, “What’s the matter?”

Jennifer reached for a small box and handed it to Arthur. “You’ve been struggling with insomnia lately, haven’t you? I met with Ms. Aroma and had her create a custom fragrance to help you sleep. Take it and give it a try.”

Arthur looked at the ornate little box. He took it, opened the lid, and found a bottle resembling perfume inside. It was identical to the one already in his home. He sneered.

“What’s

the bottle, his tone nonchalant.

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going

trying to say?” Arthur looked at Jennifer, who

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years ago, and now she’ll do anything to get what she wants. That’s why I don’t let her be around Julius. He’s the future heir to the Harrison Group

better keep your guard up. If she’s using this memory loss as an excuse to plot something, you need

his expression unreadable. “Are

for you. You two had such a great relationship back then. After you marry

at Jennifer’s words. “Mom, didn’t

Sarah back then too?”

thinking, “I never liked Sarah. She came from an ordinary family and was a nobody five years

ballet dancer performing worldwide. I have to rethink my view. Looking at Charlotte and Sarah now, Sarah

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in the past is in the past. Things are different now,” Jennifer said, her tone softer. “If you want to marry Sarah,

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whole demeanor wrapped in icy indifference. “Take care of Julius. As for my business, stay out of it,” he said flatly,