Win My Forsaken Ex-wife Back (Charlotte and Arthur) novel Chapter 34

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Charlotte froze, her breath catching as a wave of unease swept over her. 

“Strawberries? Is Arthur testing me? 

Does he suspect I’m faking this? 

Where did I slip up?” 

Her heart raced, but she kept her expression calm and composed. 

After dropping off the refreshments, Grace left, leaving Charlotte alone in the reception room. 

Glancing up casually, she spotted a surveillance camera tucked into the 

corner of the ceiling. 

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Her stomach sank, and she was more certain about her 

guess. 

Sure, she’d lost her memory, but only about them. Pretending to have amnesia was the only way to avoid his relentless targeting. 

Ignoring the fruit and pastries on the table, she picked up her phone and started playing a game, her fingers moving with forced nonchalance. 

Minutes later, the door opened again. Grace returned, this time carrying a glass of strawberry juice. She placed it down with a polite smile. “Mrs. Harrison, your drink.” 

Charlotte barely glanced at it before responding flatly, “I’m allergic to 

strawberries. Didn’t you know that?” 

Grace stiffened. “I’m so sorry. That was my mistake. I’ll replace it right away.” 

Charlotte said nothing more, her face as calm as ever. 

Not long after, the door swung open once again. This time, Arthur strode in, his tall, commanding presence filling the room. 

He was dressed in a sleek silver–gray suit, his crisp, clean–cut hair and sharp features giving him an air of perfection, except for the icy edge in his eyes as they locked onto her. 

“Charlotte, you’ve got some nerve. Trying to play amnesia games with me.” He closed the distance between them, looking down at her with cold disdain. “Are you 

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Charlotte tilted her head to meet his gaze, a faint smile tugging at her lips. “Why would I fake amnesia? If you’re so doubtful, we can go to the hospital for a full check–up.” 

She paused deliberately, then added, “Besides, it’s not like I forgot everything. I just forgot… you.” 

Her words struck a nerve. Arthur’s expression darkened, his anger simmering just beneath the surface. 

She could remember everything else but had conveniently erased every trace of him and their last five years together. 

Without warning, he leaned in, bracing one hand on the back of the sofa, 

effectively trapping her between his chest and the cushions. His eyes narrowed as 

he studied her, searching for cracks in her facade. 

“Then why were you crying last night?” 

His gaze flicked to her lips, soft, full, and infuriatingly tempting. 

Charlotte froze for a moment, then realized what he meant. 

Barrett must have told him about her 

tear–streaked face from the night before. 

So that was why Arthur was suddenly playing detective. 

She quickly composed herself. “I hit someone with my car. I was scared. Am I not allowed to cry about that?” 

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It was a flawless excuse, leaving no room 

for argument. 

Once again, Arthur found himself at a dead end, an infuriating sense of helplessness washing over him. 

“You told me to wait while you finished your meeting,” Charlotte continued. “Well, you’re done now, aren’t you? Let’s go get the divorce papers.” 

Arthur’s sharp gaze lingered on her, searching for any sign of deceit. But if she was lying, she hid it well.