Win My Forsaken Ex-wife Back (Charlotte and Arthur) novel Chapter 190

Chapter 190 Feed Each Other Wine 

“Wow! How straightforward!” someone exclaimed. 

“I heard Ms. Miller left Lanceser to study dancing so she could be a great dancer and be worthy of Arthur.” 

“If it weren’t for someone’s interference, Ms. Miller would have definitely married Arthur.” 

“Shh!” 

Whispers buzzed among the group as they looked at Sarah with a mix of regret, then turned their gaze to Charlotte with barely concealed disdain. 

That incident had been the talk of the town, and Charlotte had been the focus of many gossip sessions. 

However, after getting married, Charlotte devoted herself to Arthur and later had a child, so she didn’t pay any attention to those rumors. 

It was only after five years that she realized how tarnished her reputation had become. 

Charlotte curled her fingers and flipped over her card. 

Barrett read it aloud, “Is there anyone here you deeply love and who deeply loves you?” 

What a coincidence. The question mirrored Sarah’s. 

Charlotte replied calmly, “No.” 

At her response, the disdainful looks intensified. 

“See? What you gain through underhanded means will never truly be yours.” 

“Mr. Harrison doesn’t even love her. How can she still keep him? So shameless!” 

“This is karma.” 

Arthur’s gaze suddenly fell on Charlotte. She looked down, her expression calm, seemingly unfazed by their discussion. 

But Arthur’s expression darkened inexplicably. 

He thought, “No? She doesn’t love me? 

She denied it so straightforwardly. Is she trying to distance. herself from me? Not a chance.” 

“Get out,” Arthur said coldly. The murmurs around the room died instantly as everyone felt the weight of his icy glare. 

Barrett quickly added, “Get out! You gossipers!” 

The group, frightened, hurriedly left, not daring to linger. Once they were gone, the room quieted down. 

Barrett grinned. “Alright, let’s continue the game!” 

Charlotte leaned back against the sofa, thinking, how boring this game was. She couldn’t fathom why Arthur had insisted she 

stay. 

Several more rounds went by, with some choosing Dare, doing push–ups with partners on their backs, while others boldly kissed. 

The game seemed to be on a high note. 

Once again, Arthur and Sarah drew the same suit. 

Sarah smiled, “Arthur, could this be fate?” 

Arthur replied coolly, “There are only so few people; it’s normal to draw the same suit.” 

He lit a cigarette and declared, “Dare.” 

Sarah nodded. “Same here.” 

The cards were placed in front of both, and Arthur casually picked one. He opened it, revealing that he was to feed wine to the person on his left. 

At that moment, the girl next to Sarah exclaimed, “Oh my gosh! Sarah, you were right. This is fate!”