Win My Forsaken Ex-wife Back (Charlotte and Arthur) novel Chapter 12

Chapter 12 Who Are You? 

“Charlotte, it’s already ten in the morning. Are you still in bed? Is this how a wife behaves?” 

Charlotte’s eyes snapped open at the sound of the voice. It was Arthur’s mother, Jennifer Harrison. 

Jennifer had always been strict, unrelenting, and a stickler for rules. She’d never approved of Charlotte, especially because she’d married her son after a one–night affair. 

When she lived in the Harrison Villa, Jennifer was constantly on her case, dictating everything from her wake–up time to what she ate, what she studied, and even when she could rest. 

In the past, Charlotte had respected Jennifer, thinking that as Arthur’s mother, she deserved it. But no matter how much she obeyed, it was never enough. 

After Julius was born, Jennifer had insisted on taking him to the Harrison Villa, saying he needed proper training as the heir to the Harrison family. She claimed Charlotte wasn’t fit to raise him. 

Despite Charlotte’s pleas and even begging Arthur to let their son stay with her, Arthur had coldly responded, “Don’t worry. My mother will take good care of him. You don’t need to be concerned.” 

And just like that, she had been separated from her child, only allowed to see him occasionally. 

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Now, with the phone still pressed against her ear, Charlotte groggily covered her eyes with her arm and sighed. “Who is this?” 

There was a moment of silence before Jennifer snapped back, her voice harsh. “Charlotte, have you lost your mind? I’m Arthur’s mother!” 

“Oh.” Charlotte’s response was casual, almost dismissive. “Didn’t you hear? I had a car accident. I’ve got a concussion and memory loss.” 

Jennifer was taken aback, but she quickly regained her composure. She didn’t care much for Charlotte, so she hadn’t heard 

about the accident. 

But she was furious at how Charlotte was 

speaking to her, completely disregarding any semblance of respect. 

“That’s no excuse for slacking off,” Jennifer said sternly. “Get over to the Harrison Villa now. I have things to discuss with you.” 

“No.” Charlotte was direct, her refusal final. Without waiting for a reply, she hung up the phone. 

She no longer cared about Arthur, so why would she care about his mother? 

Jennifer, still holding the phone, stared at it in disbelief for a moment. Her face reddened with anger. 

Without wasting another second, she immediately called Arthur. “Arthur, what is going on with Charlotte? She hung up 

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on me!” 

Arthur’s voice sounded tired, drained. “She lost her memory. She doesn’t remember us. Don’t take it personally, Mom. Just wait for her to recover her memory.”