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

Chapter 391 Die for Me

Sarah edged closer to Arthur slumped on the couch, his

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breathing uneven and his eyes half–closed. Her gaze was full of longing and determination.

“Arthur,” Sarah whispered softly, “let me take care of you. Charlotte doesn’t love you. She’s desperate for a divorce–that’s why she sent me here.”

The faint scent of her perfume wafted toward Arthur, mingling with the drug–induced haze clouding his senses.

Arthur gritted his teeth and forced his eyes shut, trying to push through the fog in his head. “Get away.” With a sudden burst of strength, he shoved Sarah aside, his voice sharp with disgust.

Her words lingered in his mind, echoing like a taunt. Arthur thought, “Charlotte sent her here. She knew I’d been drugged, and this is her response? Throwing another woman at me? Is she so desperate to push me away?”

A cold fury churned in his chest, sharp and unrelenting, spreading through every corner of his body. His face hardened, his usual elegance replaced by a dark, dangerous edge.

“Arthur…” Sarah stumbled back but quickly regained her footing. She wasn’t about to let this chance slip away.

thought, “This is it–my only shot. If I could sleep

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have no choice but to take responsibility

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aren’t you?” she said, her voice trembling with both fear and resolve. “Don’t you realize it? She’s the one who drugged you.”

out, sharp and deadly. Her words grated on him, cach syllable stoking his rage. He pushed himself upright, though his body swayed unsteadily. He

around his waist. “Arthur, let me help you,” she whispered, her voice

and in a flash, his hand shot out, gripping her throat. “You want to

horror. She clawed at his hands, gasping for air, but his strength was unyielding. This wasn’t supposed to happen. The drug–she’d seen its effects. Just a small

reduced to nothing but an animalistic need. But instead, his mind was sharp–too sharp. And he

sound of a door opening broke the

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rushing to Arthur’s side and pulling

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his eyes

you out of here first. I’ll find Charlotte and bring her

heaving with anger, before finally allowing Barrett to guide

her hands clutching her neck.