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CEO’s regret: Winning my wife back Chapter 46
—ARTHUR.-I swallow the jealousy burning in my throat as I help Eleanor out of the bath, her skin warm and damp beneath my steady hands. The steam clings to her like a second skin as I wrap a thick robe around her body, securing it snugly against the chill of the room.She’s awake now, but her eyes are glassy, her gaze unfocused, as if she’s moving through a dream. It’s not clear if she knows where she is or who’s beside her — maybe in her mind, it’s not me at all.In the bedroom, she collapses onto the bed, restless, tossing from side to side. Words spill from her lips in half-formed sentences, nonsensical and random… until they’re not.Her hangover will be merciless come morning, and she’ll probably remember none of this, none of the stumbling, none of the bath… none of the moment her voice softened in that drowsy haze and she mumbled a name I’ve grown to despise.Leon.The sound of it still clings to the walls in my head.I hate that bastard. I hate that he’s always one step ahead
CEO’s regret: Winning my wife back Chapter 45
—ARTHUR.-I’ve never seen Eleanor this drunk. Not once in all the years we’ve spent together as husband and wife. Not at weddings. Not at rowdy office parties where everyone else is swaying and spilling their drinks. Not even during those rare nights when we were alone and she might have let herself loosen up a little.She’s always so composed, so deliberate about her public image, the type of woman who holds a champagne flute for hours without ever actually emptying it. People probably think she’s allergic to alcohol, the way she avoids even the smallest sip. I’ve never questioned it—it was simply who she was.And now? Now she’s leaning heavily against me, her skin warm and flushed, her eyes glazed and struggling to focus. Her hair is damp from splashes of water she probably didn’t notice. The faint smell of wine clings to her breath. Something’s broken her tonight. Something strong enough to pull her past her own rules. My mind immediately goes to Brianna, to that simmering situati
CEO’s regret: Winning my wife back Chapter 44
—ELEANOR-I arrive back at Cassandra’s home with Arthur.He doesn’t let me get out of the car before he starts offering.“You can sleep over if you want I’ll leave, or I can drive you back to Cindy’s. You can make your decision now that my grandma’s not here”I sigh.“Thanks but I feel bad. I don’t think I’ll leave until she gets back. I ruined this dress and if I just leave like that. She’ll hate me”“Again. She’ll never hate you” He says.“Yeah right,” I scoff as I get out of the car.I almost stumble and fall flat on my face but thankfully I don’t. So I take off my shoes and push my heavy body towards the grey house.As I get inside the house I thank the heavens I haven’t left yet because why.. Cassandra has gotten her staff to prepare a bath for me and sleepwear.And if I had left all that and she found out Arthur and I are over. She’ll hunt me down.You can’t reject anything from Cassandra.“Thank you,” I say to one of the maids who watches me with a weird look.“What?” I narrow
CEO’s regret: Winning my wife back Chapter 43
—ELEANOR.-I feel bad. So bad. My chest is tight, my face is hot, and my breath comes out in short angry bursts as I scramble to sit up. I ignore Arthur’s stifled laugh and focus on getting my feet steady on the floor of the car. My hands clutch at the ruined silk of my dress, shaking slightly as I realize the damage.This isn’t just a tear. It’s a massacre. The delicate fabric is shredded up to my thighs, threads hanging loose like a cruel reminder of my humiliation.I’ve ruined a million-dollar dress.My fingers tremble as I gather what’s left of it around me. I don’t even have the energy to glare at Arthur anymore.Then Alex climbs into the car. His sudden presence startles me, and before I can say anything, his hands are on my dress— ripping.“What the hell are you doing?!” I scream, clutching the tattered fabric tighter around my body.“I’m helping,” he says flatly, as if he isn’t currently committing a crime against couture.“Are you crazy?” My voice rises an octave. I gape at
CEO’s regret: Winning my wife back Chapter 42
ELEANOR—-Despite being the foulest mouth I’ve been in years, Alex Hillcove doesn’t seem to want to leave my side. He hovers like a shadow, all charming smiles and casual remarks, his presence growing heavier the longer I stand here. I’m exhausted. My body aches from holding myself together all night, from smiling too much at people I barely know, from catching glimpses of Arthur across the room with Cassandra laughing too closely at his jokes.If Alex had any sense, he’d leave me alone. Let me drink until next Tuesday. Let me melt into this fountain table of wine and liquor, until I’m nothing but alcoholic and regretful.But no. He doesn’t budge.I can feel Arthur’s eyes burning into my back. Piercing. Watching.He shouldn’t bother straining his neck to keep tabs on me. I would never— never— ruin his pristine reputation by looking like I’m enjoying the company of another man. Not even one as disgustingly handsome as Alex Hillcove.Not that I have a husband to ruin it for anymore. T
CEO’s regret: Winning my wife back Chapter 41
,ELEANOR.My breath goes still. Not just shallow or shaky, still. Like my lungs have frozen stiff in my chest, terrified to betray how I’m feeling.It’s Arthur’s effect. And I hate it. God, I hate how he’s still making my insides turn to jelly.His head rests lazily on my shoulder as we waltz, the weight of it so familiar it knocks memories loose in my skull. I know he must be tired, maybe even a little drunk from all that expensive wine, but he doesn’t know what he’s doing to me.Or maybe he does.This isn’t fair. This wasn’t supposed to happen,not after everything. Not after we’ve been unstitched and signed the papers and gone our separate ways. Not after he made it clear he doesn’t want me like that.But my traitorous heart doesn’t listen. It never does.“You’re heavy,” I say. My voice sounds too even, too calm for the riot in my chest.He lifts his head then, those sharp golden-brown eyes flicking to mine, and the scent of him lingers,woodsy cologne, faint hints of smoke and leath
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