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

Chapter 344 Feeling of Being Tipsy

Arthur’s handsome, sharp face showed no emotion, but his deep eyes were fixed on the two of them, radiating a cold, frosty aura.

Charlotte, a little unsteady, leaned on Pete’s arm, unaware of the change in atmosphere. With her eyes half–lidded, she said, “I… I just really enjoy this feeling of being tipsy. You know, tipsy… It’s like floating like all my worries are gone!”

Pete withdrew his gaze, his eyes landing on her face. She was a little drunk, her pale skin flushed with a faint rosy hue. Her already delicate features appeared even more adorable in her tipsy state. Every small, unconscious movement seemed to tug at his heartstrings.

He replied softly, “I get it. Which is your place? Let me open the door for you.”

Charlotte turned around and pointed at a door, swaying slightly. “This is my place! Wait here, I’ll open it for you. You came all the way to Lanceser, and I never even invited you over. Now that you’re here, come in and have a sit.”

She staggered towards the door but suddenly stopped as if

struck by a thought. She turned, squinting slightly, and stared at Arthur, who was standing some distance away.

“Huh?”

Chapter 344 Feeling of Being Tipsy

She gave a light exclamation, then walked unsteadily towards

him.

him. “What

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charming eyes grew darker as though wrapped in

casually bringing a man

now standing right in front of him. Hearing his words, she shoved him aside and tilted her head back defiantly. “What does it have to do with

her finger into his chest, her expression full of pride. She was almost flying high with excitement, eager for the divorce to

grabbed her hand with a firm grip and pulled her close, his eyes darkening as he stared down at her. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he spoke

we’re not

matter how fierce, sounded almost laughable, full of helplessness.

brink of collapse,

Tipsy away from being completely over.

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at them, kissing them, entwining with them…he couldn’t stop himself from

he had promised

him,

things would slip beyond his control, and now the

“Mr. Harrison.”