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

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Arthur’s words were clear, “We’re a married couple discussing private matters. Don’t you know when to step aside?”

Pete glanced at Charlotte. “I’ll wait for you downstairs.”

“Alright.”

It was when Pete turned and left that Charlotte shifted her gaze back, only to meet Arthur’s cold, piercing eyes.

“What do you want?” she asked, her tone laced with confusion.

Arthur didn’t answer. Instead, he stood up and walked in

another direction.

Seeing this, Charlotte turned to leave.

“Follow me.”

Before she could take another step, Arthur’s emotionless voice came from behind.

Charlotte hesitated. She didn’t want to provoke him, especially now that he knew about Ava, her other weak spot.

She thought, “He’s selfish and self–centered, only concerned. with his own feelings. If I make him angry, what if he uses my grandmother to threaten me?”

Reluctantly, she followed him into a private dining room, where

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had met a few times before, Arthur’s personal assistant during his

Harrison, you’re

other man, immediately stood up with a warm smile. upon seeing Arthur.

Arthur responded briefly, pulling out the chair beside him. He

gaze flickered with curiosity. “And

in a calm tone as he sat

a seat. It’s my privilege to host both Mr. and Mrs. Harrison here in Camoreham. I

his glass and took a drink.

attended enough of these business social events and was quite adept at handling them. As they discussed work–related matters, she sat there, and the potential partners naturally wouldn’t make any excessive demands or resort to

been through many occasions like

made her the perfect wife.

shield.

Carlos excused himself to use the restroom, Charlotte

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fingers to her temples and said, “Arthur, you should have

added a touch of casual indifference to his

“I would’ve refused.”

Harrison anymore. I also don’t want to fulfill any duties that

back of her chair. His striking eyes gleamed with a faint hint of amusement, and the faintest trace of a smile softened his features. With just a touch of emotion, his gaze seemed to brim with affection, as if he had endless words of love to pour

was all an illusion.

His usual illusion.

exactly why I didn’t