NovelEnglishChapter 37 You're Not My Mom
“Alright, one meal for a million dollars.”
Arthur's brows furrowed at her words. “What's with you? Are you just after money? You're Julius’ mother.”
Charlotte blinked innocently. “But | don’t remember that. To me, you're just strangers. And when | cook for
strangers, | expect to get paid. | don’t work for free.”
Arthur's frustration was evident, the muscles in his forehead twitching with anger. He could almost feel his blood
boiling.
How did she becso sharp-tongued?
One sentence from her was enough to make him want to strangle her.
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Julius, sitting quietly nearby, pouted. His big eyes shimmered with unshed tears as he stared at her. She seemed
like a complete stranger to him.
“You're not my mom,” he said suddenly, his voice soft and hoarse, his gaze never leaving her.
Charlotte froze for a second, then said coldly, “What, just because I'm not blindly devoted, you don’t wantto
be your mom? Well, it looks like you're the one who doesn’t wantaround. Fine, I'll gladly step aside. Let your
dad sign the divorce papers, and I'll be gone for good.”
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Once that paper was signed, she would disappear from their lives forever.
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Tears welled up in Julius’s eyes and
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spilled down his cheeks. “You're not my mom! My mom would never treatlike this! You're not her!”
“Julius!” Arthur snapped, his voice hard with a reprimand. He felt his son was going too far.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm the situation. “Your mom just lost her memory. She doesn’t remember you
right now, but she will. Just give her stime.”
Julius fought to hold back his sobs, but the tears kept flowing.
His face was a mix of hurt and confusion, making him look so vulnerable that Charlotte's heart clenched, though
she
quickly suppressed the feeling.
She took a deep breath and looked at them both coolly. “So, what's it going to be? Are you payingor not? If
not, we can sign the divorce papers now. If neither works for you, | have other things to do.”
Arthur's patience was clearly running out. With a cold glance, he transferred one million dollars to her account.
Charlotte’s phone chimed with the payment notification, and she had a satisfied smile. Her mood instantly lifted.
Money truly did solve everything.
She stood up, glanced around, and then moved to the kitchen. After a quick scan of the ingredients, she threw
together a
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couple of simple dishes.
In less than half an hour, she was done. She clapped her hands together, “Alright, you can eat now.”
She removed her apron and returned to the table.
Arthur's eyes narrowed when he saw the simple salad on the table. He tugged at his collar, irritation clearly
written on his face.
Without a word, he walked straight toward Charlotte.
Startled, she quickly stood up to distance herself. “What are you doing?”
Arthur didn’t respond, but the look in his eyes darkened with anger as he took slow,
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deliberate steps toward her.
Her back hit the wall near the stairs, leaving her nowhere to go. Realizing she was trapped, she immediately
turned to run up the stairs.
But the sound of his steady footsteps followed her, slow but unrelenting.
Charlotte cursed herself. She should've run outside instead.
“Arthur, what do you think you're doing? Letmake this clear. I'm not afraid of you! You can’t do anything to
me. I'm still the daughter of the Hardwick family, and we're still married! If you dare lay a hand on me, I'll
expose you and let everyone know you're an abusive jerk!”
She kept backing away, trying to sound
confident, but her voice lacked any real
force.
The problem was, his expression was just too terrifying.
Before she could even finish her threat, Arthur's steps quickened. In a single movement, he closed the distance
between them and lifted her off the ground effortlessly.
“Ah! What are you doing?! Putdown! Let go of me!” Charlotte screamed.
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