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

Chapter 227 He Regretted

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Charlotte was hungry. After finishing dinner, she settled at the table to cal.

Arthur pulled out a chair across from her, glancing over the simple spread of dishes. His mind drifted momentarily.

In the past, she had gone out of her way to perfect meals just for him, eagerly watching for his reaction.

But now, it was clear Charlotte didn’t care whether he liked her cooking or not.

The atmosphere at the table was thick with silence, broken only by the occasional clink of forks against plates.

With so much on her mind, Charlotte hardly touched her food. After a few bites, she set her fork down and picked up her phone to check for messages.

Arthur watched her and finally spoke up, “I can have those trending topics taken down.”

“No need,” Charlotte replied, not bothering to look up.

Taking down the trending topics would only make her seem guilty. She preferred to let her actions speak for themselves.

Arthur frowned, concern creeping into his voice. “If those topics

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stay up, you could attract the wrong kind of attention. You’re putting yourself in danger.”

Finally, Charlotte met his gaze, her expression calm.

“Then arrange for a few bodyguards to keep me safe.”

“I’ll get you the protection you need, and I’ll handle the online situation, too,” he assured her.

It was strange.

Tonight, there was no biting sarcasm or sharp retorts between them.

The atmosphere felt oddly harmonious, yet an invisible chasm lingered between them, deep and insurmountable.

“Thanks,” Charlotte said, standing up and heading toward the bedroom.

After a couple of steps, she turned back and added, “Don’t let the door hit you on the way out.”

Arthur’s mood soured instantly.

He stared at her, his expression darkening. “You’re really going to kick me out this late?”

Charlotte shrugged. “You didn’t drink, so you can drive. What, you want me to give you a ride home?”

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him

mused, “Doesn’t she remember we

been apart for five years except for my occasional business trips!”

washed over him for having allowed her memories to

return.

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to have widened even more.

and still

had said, “Then let her go.”

looming ahead, a sense of unease

striding toward the

words hanging in the air, threatening to cut deeper

door slammed shut

shaking off the tension, and headed straight for the shower. As she stepped out, her

answered, her

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I sent it to your email.

look.”

rush of excitement. With evidence in hand, she could finally stand her

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years ago. I discovered another surveillance camera that caught the face of

hitched, anxiety creeping in. “Can you find out who

I’ve sent you the details. The person isn’t currently in the country,

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her email and was

janitor’s uniform leaning

clever; it only captured her, leaving everyone else out

photo was the information

female, 25 years old, had moved

years ago.

unstable. She had done various jobs, the most recent being a food delivery

memorized the

she said, relief washing over her.

tone was cool and pragmatic. “It was a simple task. Now that you have evidence, what’s your plan regarding the trending topics?”

smirk creeping onto

“If

sure she apologizes to me first.”

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tone softening slightly,

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you have

you run into any

take you out for dinner,”

the email, cold determination appeared in

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his car, the dim light casting shadows. across

figured out what happened tonight. It all started when Sophia’s assistant posted a photo on Twitter, accusing Mrs. Harrison of intentional harm. With Mrs. Harrison’s own photos circulating, the backlash was intense. Sophia’s extreme fans