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

Chapter 311 He Had Another Episode

Arthur’s face turned grim. He reached back to touch the back of his head and pulled his hand away, only to find it covered in blood.

Charlotte went pale at the sight. Her gaze darted from Arthur to Jayce and back again as she stammered, “How… how did it come to this?”

Arthur glanced at her, took a deep breath, and pushed down the anger surging within him. “Call Delia. Tell her to bring his medicine. He’s having an episode.”

Charlotte nodded quickly. “Alright.”

Her hands trembled as she fumbled with her phone. It took her a while to finally dial Delia’s number. When she explained what happened, Delia gasped and promised to come right away.

Charlotte wanted to check on Jayce, but the memory of his wild, uncontrollable behavior moments ago froze her in place. She couldn’t muster the courage to approach him.

Meanwhile, Arthur unscrewed a bottle of liquor, tilting it back to gulp down most of its contents. He slammed the bottle down, veins bulging along his arms as a few drops of alcohol slid down his jaw. The rough, reckless energy he exuded was almost palpable.

Chapfer 311 He Had Another Episode

darkly on Jayce, who was still

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me. I didn’t even go all out just now. Yeah, of course, I didn’t. I just wanted to teach him a lesson. But I never

state. Pressing his fingers to

of Arthur’s head, quickly sent

room and took in the scene, her eyes widened

“No, but there was a fight.” Taking the kit from Evie, she walked toward Arthur and said,

“Weren’t you just defending him? Shouldn’t you go check if he’s

moved an inch, and that worried her. She

sight, Arthur’s expression turned even grimmer, and he grabbed her arm firmly. “You’d do what I said? Are you trying

Charlotte argued. “But something seems off about him.”

that. He’s in a state of mental instability. Anyone who gets close to him will be

pondered, “I just thought Jayce was depressed. I didn’t realize it could escalate like this. His condition must be really

voice cut through her thoughts. “Weren’t you going to patch me

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behind him to check the wound on the back of his head. It wasn’t large, but she worried there might be tiny shards of