Win My Forsaken Ex-wife Back (Charlotte and Arthur) novel Chapter 7

Chapter 7 Kissing Her 

Like right now, Charlotte was still pushing 

for a divorce. 

Seeing Arthur’s cold look, she didn’t flinch. 

“Just think about it,” she continued coolly. “We’d both be better off.” 

“What about Julius?” Arthur shot back. “What happens to him if we split?” 

Charlotte paused before replying. “Like he’d care. He doesn’t see me as his mom, right?” 

Thank God for amnesia – it made her bold enough to say what she’d always swallowed down. 

2/6 

The knot in her chest loosened a bit. Finally. 

Arthur’s eyes drilled into her, like he was trying to read her mind. 

She stared right back. “If he cared, he’d have shown me concern at the hospital. Let’s face it – we never got along.” 

She took a deep breath. “Why drag out this toxic mess? He’s a kid. He’ll be fine.” 

Charlotte silently prayed Arthur would just say yes. 

But no. His face went full ice age, dropping the room temp. 

She wasn’t acting. Her face was blank, her voice empty when talking about Julius. 

No emotion. 

3/6 

This wasn’t the Charlotte he remembered. 

Before, she’d loved Julius deeply, even when he treated her with indifference. 

She had always been gentle, always affectionate. 

Whenever he came home, her eyes used to light up with love for him. 

But now, she was calmly talking about divorce, like it was someone else’s life. 

A mix of frustration and confusion stirred 

in Arthur. 

But what could he do? She had amnesia, 

after all. 

Kissing Her 

4/6 

“How much have you forgotten?” Arthur asked, his voice low and sharp. 

Charlotte’s heart skipped a beat. She hadn’t expected that. But she quickly answered, “I don’t remember anything about you or your family. I just know I’m Charlotte Hardwick, from the Hardwick family.” 

She looked genuinely puzzled. “I can’t even remember why we got married.” 

Her confusion seemed so real that it almost made him doubt. 

Arthur’s jaw tightened. 

Seemed she had forgotten everything from the last five years. No wonder she felt like a stranger. 

Kissing Her 

5/6 

“This can wait until Julius gets back,” he said flatly, turning away and heading for the stairs. 

Charlotte felt a bit relieved. Finally, he seemed to be softening. 

But she still had to wait another week, playing this part like a never–ending cycle of torture.