Chapter Summary: Cheating husband’s fake affair 230 – I Have Never Been Your First Choice by Free Collection
In Cheating husband’s fake affair 230, a key moment in the Internet novel I Have Never Been Your First Choice, Free Collection delivers powerful storytelling, emotional shifts, and critical plot development. This chapter deepens the reader’s connection to the characters and sets the stage for upcoming revelations.
Chapter 230
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Let’s get divorced, I set you free.
Jaxson’s ears suddenly echoed the words from that night, his face turning cold without a word.
“Grandma has already agreed, and she also said she wouldn’t interfere in our divorce,” Charlotte once again pulled her hand away from his.
At that moment of separation, Jaxson’s suppressed emotions exploded, his arms scooping her back into his embrace, and he pressed her against the glass door panel with two or three steps.
The hair tie was taken off by him, and his thick long hair, like seaweed, fell down strand by strand in a messy way, wrapping around his arm.
Charlotte’s pupils slightly contracted, sensing his next move, she turned her face away to avoid his kiss.
He paused, his palm pressing against her cheek to make her face him directly, and kissed her forcefully.
Charlotte clenched her teeth and refused to respond. He deprived her of her breath, and just as she was about to run out of oxygen, he took advantage of the opportunity.
She struggled an inch, he would advance an inch, until she gave up and was forced to compromise.
Jaxson left her lips, his fingertips brushing over her flushed and breathless face, which was charming in a different way.
He has always been good at hiding his unknown side, but he lost control in front of her three or four times, and this time, it escalated.
“Didn’t you clear out some things? I plan to get you some new ones. Do you want jewelry, handbags, or clothes?”
His answer avoided the topic of divorce.
It seems that if he doesn’t mention it, this matter will be over.
Charlotte was annoyed with him, “I don’t want anything.”
“What do you want then?”
“I wanted my dad to be alive.”
Jaxson stared at her, not answering.
Charlotte wiped off the residual warmth he had touched on her lips, pushed him away, and said, “Jaxson, not to mention Charlie for now, just my matter alone, I will never forget in my whole life, let alone forgive.”
She walked out of the meeting room.
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