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

Chapter 347 You Don’t Deserve to Know

Charlotte struggled to free herself from Arthur’s embrace.

With a sharp slap, her hand landed on his face.

“You bastard!”

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She pointed at him. “Did I invite you in? I don’t want to see you. Why are you back here? Do you know how much I hate you?”

She was drunk, so her slap wasn’t very strong. It was light, almost fluttering. But still, Arthur turned his head away under that force.

He lowered his gaze, listening to her ramble on. His heart felt as though it were being pierced by countless sharp knives, each one sinking deep, one after another.

Slowly, he turned his head back to face her. “Are you so filled with hatred for me that you refuse to grant me even one opportunity?”

Charlotte shook her head. “You’ve run out of chances. I don’t like you anymore!”

Arthur’s charming eyes locked onto her, dark and heavy. He asked, “How did you like me, exactly?”

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There was a touch of self–mockery in his tone. Five years together, and while he could feel her passion, there were times when he felt like her affection came out of nowhere, just as suddenly as her passion.

they barely knew each other when she

five years ago that they truly

hand fell to her side. A faint blush colored her cheek as she

not going to tell

him countless times in the past, but every time, she was

coldness had frozen the love she was about to

away, saying, “Leave now. I’m tired and need to rest.”

there, watching her retreating figure.

painfully, the bitter taste spreading through his

feeling again,

one involved, he wasn’t even worthy of knowing when she

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was truly cruel.

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spare him a glance as she walked straight into the bedroom to shower

magic, and she slept soundly, without a single nightmare. Perhaps it was the serious promise he had given her, making her feel like she was finally

next morning, Charlotte turned over in bed and then got up to freshen up. As she stepped out of

that it was Arthur’s coat.

thought, “He didn’t

as she

phone and

beeps, the call connected.

“Hello?”

voice was deep and