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

Chapter 32 She Was Crying

Sarah lowered her gaze, a flash of coldness in her eyes, but her face remained soft and gentle as she asked, “Julius, how are you feeling?"

Julius' voice was hoarse and thick with

congestion. "Ms. Miller, I'm fine now."

The moment Arthur entered, Julius looked up at him, his eyes filled with longing. "Dad, I want to go home."

Arthur nodded. "We'll go home once you're done with your IV."

Julius' lips quivered as he hesitated, his voice barely above a whisper. "I want to back to Rose Villa."

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His words were thick with emotion, and

in his eyes.

tears welled up in his

Arthur's expression darkened with irritation. He couldn't help but feel angry with Charlotte. If she had stayed, their son wouldn't feel so abandoned, so alone.noveldrama

Suppressing the frustration building within him, Arthur said, "Rest for a little longer, Julius. When you wake up, we'll go home."

Julius's eyes scanned the room, his voice breaking as he asked, "Did she come?"

Sarah's fingers tightened, her breath catching. She'd been the one to care for him all this time, yet he was only asking for Charlotte.

A flicker of anger stirred in her, but she

quickly pushed it down.

She spoke in a soothing tone, "Julius, your mom came earlier. She had to leave because of something urgent."

Julius' lips trembled, and his tears began to fall freely. His small body shook with sobs as the weight of his disappointment crashed down on him.

He thought, "I'm sick and have a fever. She's not even here. What could be more important than me?

She's never done this before."

At his age, especially when unwell, his emotions were fragile. He could only think about the times Charlotte had cared for him like when he had a fever before, and she stayed by his side the entire time,

never leaving until he was better.

But now, she had barely looked at him before leaving.

The sharp contrast between then and now cut deep. His heart was heavy with sadness and betrayal, and soon his cries became uncontrollable.

Arthur's irritation grew. He thought about Charlotte's coldness and the distance she had put between them. His jaw tightened as he fought the urge to snap.

Just then, his phone rang. The screen showed a transfer of five hundred thousand from Barrett.

Before he could think, Barrett's voice

came through the line.

"Arthur, Charlotte hit my car just now. It wasn't a big deal, but she insisted on transferring money to me. I told her not to, but she sent 500 grand anyway. I thought it over and decided to send it to you."

There was a pause, and then Barrett added cautiously, "Arthur, I saw Charlotte earlier... She was crying really hard. What happened?"

Arthur frowned at his words and asked, “Is she alright?"

Barrett reassured him, "She's fine. The car was parked, and she bumped into it.

No injuries. But I could tell she wasn't herself. Arthur, where are you? Maybe you should check on her."

"Since she transferred the money, just

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keep it."

He hung up without another word, his fingers gripping the phone tightly, his mind racing as he processed everything.