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

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Charlotte coughed violently as she drank her soup, choking on it after hearing Evie’s teasing remark.

Evie couldn’t hold back her laughter. She patted Charlotte’s back and said, “Why are you so worked up? That’s a possibility, you

know.”

Sebastian, looking puzzled, asked, “What’s going on? What did you two talk about? Why is her reaction so intense?”

Charlotte quickly waved her hand as if trying to stop the conversation. It was something she definitely wasn’t going to tell

anyone.

After finally calming down, she looked at Evie helplessly and said, “Shut up, please.”

The latter innocently blinked her big eyes, then mimed zipping her lips with a playful gesture.

Charlotte sighed helplessly. Her marriage was a tangled mess. How could she think about anything else?

Besides, she and Pete were just friends.

“Mr. Harrison is here!” At that moment, someone suddenly exclaimed, and the crowd in the banquet hall turned their attention to the door.

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frame exuded an imposing aura. His face, strikingly handsome and sharply defined as if carved

were clouded with indifference as he swept his gaze over the room. His eyes then locked

I didn’t

grand opening of Mrs. Harrison’s studio. Despite his busy schedule, Mr. Harrison

Harrison really are such

continued in the background.

the tall man approach, Evie couldn’t help but sneer softly, “Does he really need

of surprise flashed across Charlotte’s

those prominent figures had come because of his invitation.

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thought, a magnetic and chilling voice cut through the noise.

left was Evie, and on her

of Evie as he

“Why don’t you ask Sebastian to move?”

who had been watching the interaction with amusement, chuckled, “He’s Charlotte’s brother. There’s no way Arthur would ask him to move.”

a sarcastic tone, chimed in, “It’s not like we’ve prepared a seat for

at

and offered a thumbs–up to Gideon. “You’ve really

with a smile and said, “If you don’t prick his heart,