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

Win My Forsaken Ex–Wife Back

Chapter 312 Why Not Me?

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Charlotte covered her mouth in shock, instinctively stepping back a few paces. Jayce’s sudden movement had taken Delia by surprise, and his hand was already around her throat, leaving her expression twisted in agony.

“Mr. Caldwell…” She managed to choke out, trying desperately to pull Jayce back to his senses. But his eyes remained bloodshot, a dangerous mix of excitement and menace gleaming

in them.

As Delia’s breath grew faint, Charlotte knew she couldn’t hesitate. She darted forward, grabbing Jayce’s arm in an attempt to pull him away. “Mr. Caldwell!”

Arthur’s expression darkened when he saw the scene unfold. Striding toward them, he called out sharply, “Charlotte!” Just as he was about to intervene, Jayce slowly turned his head to look at Charlotte.

Jayce’s grip then slackened almost immediately. The ferocity in his crimson eyes began to fade, replaced by a haze of confusion. He blinked, glancing around as though waking from a dream. When he saw Delia collapse on the floor and gasp for air, his face drained of all color.

Charlotte had been nervous herself, but seeing that he had regained his composure, she said, “Mr. Caldwell, you need to rest. Let us take you back so you can get some sleep…”

turned his pale face toward her and met her eyes, where

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ask? Who wouldn’t be terrified of me like this? I even hurt Delia, the one closest to me. Of course, Charlotte is afraid…”

there, lost in his thoughts, a faint sting pricked his arm. Lowering his gaze, he saw

just as pale, but she managed a weak smile. “It’s okay now, Mr.

heavy, and in less than two minutes, he had fallen asleep. Delia quickly caught him and turned to Charlotte. “I’m so sorry, Mrs.

shook her head. “It’s fine. I’ll have someone send you

both back.”

her voice slightly hoarse as

moments ago, she had seen that as soon as Charlotte touched Jayce, he miraculously calmed down. It was something that had

when he did, he always required medical intervention. But now, he didn’t need it. As long as Charlotte was there, it was enough.

A bitter

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