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—ELEANOR.~*~All I can hear now is the hush of silk gowns shifting in chairs, the delicate clinks of silverware being set down, the occasional clear of someone’s throat.And then nothing.Silence.A suffocating one.I inhale— slow, deliberate— trying to remember what my hands used to feel like before the accident. Brianna’s smug smile lingers in the back of my mind.But I push her out.I think of something that fits this setting. Something classic. Something real.My fingers move— almost automatically—as I begin the haunting, familiar notes of a famous classic everyone should know.The first movement. Soft. Melancholic. Devastating.The first three notes echo like raindrops in the stillness.My heart pounds in my chest.The weight of a hundred eyes press into my back.But then— I find it. That still place. The old rhythm. Like I’ve slipped through time and into something that once loved me, and then I see my students and I’m reminded of the joy I get from playing.I smile briefly.M
CEO’s regret: Winning my wife back Chapter 33
—ELEANOR.-“I wish we could have something raw,” Vanessa says, swirling the wine in her glass as her voice dances over the table, “something classic—not another cover trying to force instruments to make it seem classic.”Her words float in the air like a challenge, one that ripples across the faces of the guests. I finally lift my gaze from the untouched food in front of me and look at Arthur.He’s already looking at me.No—watching me. His gaze is heavy, like a presence pressing into the space between us. It doesn’t waver, doesn’t flicker away when our eyes meet. It bores into me like he’s trying to read something buried in the marrow of my bones.His lips twitch into a faint, nearly imperceptible smirk. That little curve. It’s dangerous. It’s not sweet— it’s knowing.And before I can fully register the heat rising in my chest, Handel chuckles— a deep, wheezy sound that startles everyone into glancing his way.“Can’t keep your eyes off your wife?” Handel says, grinning with that smu
CEO’s regret: Winning my wife back Chapter 32
—ELEANOR.-“Fancy meeting you here.”Brianna’s voice cuts through the air with a falsely innocent sweetness, the kind that makes your skin crawl. She offers a sheepish smile, her eyes glinting with something too sharp to be kindness. It’s the kind of smile that peels back like a mask. Polite, but vengeful underneath.My fingers nearly curl into themselves, a raw instinct to shield the soft places she used to puncture with her words.Arthur tenses beside me. He doesn’t hesitate—he steps forward, creating a subtle but firm barrier between me and her. Protective. Commanding.“What are you doing here?” he asks, voice low and edged, already tired of the game she’s trying to play.Brianna halts, her expression snapping like a branch underfoot. Her anger simmers just beneath the glossy surface of her carefully done makeup. She raises a perfectly arched brow and fixes her piercing gaze on him.“What do you mean by that?” she scoffs. “I’m my father’s daughter. I’m a Brown, Arthur. Of course I
CEO’s regret: Winning my wife back Chapter 31
—ELEANOR. -Like a doting wife, I slip my hand into the crook of Arthur’s arm, letting my body lean into his warmth in that effortlessly intimate way couples do when they’ve grown used to each other’s gravity.My smile stretches naturally as I see the couple gliding toward us—refined, poised, the kind of elegance money can’t buy but bloodlines can.“Mr. and Mrs. Greendale,” Arthur says smoothly, his voice not quite his usual—deeper, more grounded, laced with quiet command.It’s a version of him I don’t see often, but when I do, it catches something at the back of my throat. He wears confidence like a custom suit.“Oh please,” Vanessa laughs, the sound like glass clinking against silver. “Call me Vanessa, and call him Handel. Formality draws a line where connection should form.”Her words are gracious, but her tone is sharp with control. She’s used to drawing lines and daring people to step over them.“Well, nice to meet you, Vanessa and Handel,” Arthur replies, extending his hand wit
CEO’s regret: Winning my wife back Chapter 30
—ELEANOR.-I feel chills run down my spine as the car pulls up in front of the city’s greatest and grandest building.Of course the gala location never changes. That’s why I’m feeling all sorts of paranoia.I can still vividly recall the last time I was here—the stares, the recognition of being a wife of Arthur Newton.The forced socialization. The forced smile.It was all overwhelming. But I managed to handle it well, thanks to Cassandra.Now?Now I’m not Arthur’s wife. I’ll only pretend to be.But at least now I know how these things go. Maybe I’ll have a better shot at knowing what to say, where to look, how to smile.Arthur gets out of the car and hurries to get the door for me like the gentleman he can be—when he chooses to be.Of course. Our fake public display of affection is all we should focus on.I get out and force a smile.It’s nighttime but the sky above us could pass for midday thanks to the blinding white and golden lights pouring from the grand building.The red carpe
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—ELEANOR.~*~I am quiet throughout as Arthur convinces me to stay, and I spend the rest of the hour watching the stylists drape fabrics and sketch ideas, their chatter filling the air like birds in a garden. They debate textures, silhouettes, and the way colors will shine under ballroom chandeliers. It’s clear this matters to them— crafting the perfect look. But to me, it just cements the truth: I’m going to this gala.And that’s that. That’s what we’ve stamped on.I hate the decision. I really do. But I also know there’s no escaping it now. Cassandra is practically beaming as she oversees everything. She walks around like a queen commanding a court, fluttering between racks and fabrics, her attention to detail sharper than any of the needles in the room.If I’m being honest with myself—brutally honest—there’s a piece of me that’s going to miss all of this. The care Cassandra pours into me. The warmth in her tone. The way she looks at me like I’m precious. Like I belong. It’s more
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