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

Chapter 343 She Liked Arthur First

The atmosphere in the VIP room had finally shifted to that of an adult gathering.

Evie, holding a fizzing glass of alcohol, splashed it around with reckless abandon, a mischievous smile plastered across her face. Neither Charlotte nor Diana escaped her antics.

Diana grabbed an orange and threw it at her, her face tinged with helplessness. “Enough! It’s Lottie who’s getting divorced, not you. Why are you so excited?”

Evie caught the orange, peeled off a segment, and popped it in her mouth, grinning as she chewed. “My friend’s finally escaping her misery. Why can’t I be happy about that?”

Diana wiped the foam from her face, looking disgusted. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were getting married.”

“I’m never getting married!” Evie declared loudly. “Marriage is a grave. I’m living just fine, and I don’t want to head to a grave!”

Diana felt helpless.

Charlotte gave her a light tap. “Alright, have you had too much to drink? Let me help you sober up.”

She pulled out a bottle of perfume and held it under Evie’s nose.

Chapter 343 She Liked Arthur First

Evie took a deep breath and sighed contentedly. “Ah, that’s refreshing!”

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enjoying themselves while Pete had resigned himself

in charge of cutting the

all, drinking alcohol without something to

him and asked, “Do you like Lottie?”

raised an eyebrow and asked, “Is

stern expression. “Your gaze never leaves her. Anyone

a warm smile. “So, what do you think? “Tell me, how much of a

“Not at all.”

a sip of the juice and then

“How could it be? I’ve known her longer than

Diana said, her tone calm as she looked at Charlotte, who was playing with Evie. “She liked Arthur first. The

She Liked

smile on Pete’s lips slowly faded. He peeled an apple and spoke in a quiet tone. “If she knows it’s going to happen again, she won’t keep going. She’s

“Really?”

as though she had seen it all. “I’m not so sure.”

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face. She was radiant and lively, drawing the

always

changed. Her shine was hidden, and the spark