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

Chapter 402 You’re Mine

Charlotte bit her lip and looked up at him, pale but defiant. “Arthur, you have no right to keep me here.”

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Her face was drained of color, and her eyes, red–rimmed from exhaustion, burned with anger. She hadn’t eaten, hadn’t rested- her whole body seemed on the verge of collapse.

Arthur loosened his tie and tossed it carelessly to the side. Without another word, he scooped her up in his arms.

“What are you doing? Put me down!” Charlotte thrashed and twisted, fighting with all her strength, and in desperation, she sank her teeth into his shoulder. She bit down so hard that a sour ache spread through her jaw.

But her struggle was futile. Arthur’s grip didn’t loosen–instead, he held her down even tighter, forcing her back against the bed. His kisses were fierce, almost aggressive, and in the same place. where she had bitten him, he retaliated by leaving a harsh bite of

his own.

Her teeth had drawn blood on his shoulder, but Arthur didn’t seem to care. Pain radiated through Charlotte, but Arthur still refused to let her go. Charlotte shivered uncontrollably, twisting and turning in vain, but all her resistance met with his overwhelming dominance.

She bit her lip hard, swallowing back any sound that threatened

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her throat. Arthur, on the other hand, didn’t hold back at all.

the pain silently, her stubborn defiance, felt like a knife to his heart. It tore him apart inside–an unbearable ache that spread

tightly, as if he could merge her into his very being. But even as he held her, kissed her, and claimed her, she

despair.

was as if the moment Arthur let his guard down, she would vanish completely, disappearing from his world forever. And that was something he absolutely

“Charlotte, you’re mine. You belong to me.

dragged on,

her mind was elsewhere. Her empty gaze

her whole.

long, but

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an instant. Charlotte felt lost, adrift, her mind drowning in

reality. She flinched slightly as Arthur’s

rasped, her voice hoarse and broken, “how long are you

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himself. Arthur’s focus remained on