Clearly, he forgot she had amnesia!
With an innocent blink, she said, "We're not even close, so why would I sneak pics of you?"
Arthur's face got colder. He sank into the chair, giving her a weird look—like he knew her, but didn't.
When they first met, she was lively, her eyes bright like stars, showing every emotion.
But after marriage, she turned into his perfect little robot wife—no makeup if he said so, dressed how he wanted, no personality, just obedience.
Charlotte felt his eyes on her. She tried to stay calm, but her voice shook a bit. "You hooked up with someone else last night, right? You cheated. Got a mistress. Let's just end this. Perfect timing. I'm over it, and you've got someone else. Clean break. Simple as that."
The spark in Arthur's eyes died, replaced by cold indifference.
"I didn't cheat," he said calmly, tugging at his tie, "You've got it wrong."
Charlotte rolled her eyes at his reply.
Seemed he'd only admit it if she caught him in the act. His lack of honesty was frustrating.
If he liked Sarah, why not just say so? It wasn't like he had feelings for her anymore.
She frowned, meeting his gaze. "Staying married doesn't make sense. Maybe I liked you once, but not now. Are you worried about splitting the assets? Fine, I won't ask for much—just a divorce paper."
Simple enough, right? Now, it was his turn to agree.
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