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Chapter 99: Just a Taste
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Ex and Son Beg, But I Never Turn Back Chapter 100: Battlefield
Logan's POVBeatrice held her hand over cheek, clearly stunned by the slap. She froze in place, her mouth agape. My cheeks flushed with alcohol and anger. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and saw that my eyes were bloodshot.For a brief moment, I wondered if Beatrice was right. Was I really just some drunken loser. I mean, I’d just hit a woman. That was hardly what real men did. “Logan,” she whispered, aghast. “Get a hold of yourself.”The moment of clarity washed away, and my anger re-fuelled. Who was she to tell me what to do? SHE was the reason I was in this mess in the first place. Why had I ever listened to her? My whole life was a fucking mess, and the reason was standing there, right in front of me, telling ME how to behave?Within moments, I worked myself into a whiskey-fueled frenzy now, angry and humiliated, and I was lashing out at Beatrice, unable to control the fury rising in me.“This is all your fault,” I yelled at her, pointing my finger in her face. “My com
Ex and Son Beg, But I Never Turn Back Chapter 99: Just a Taste
Willow's POVCarl and I sat down at an elegantly decorated table, with candles and delicate porcelain plates. It was positively stunning and I was touched that Luigi had gone through such great lengths not only to prepare the food, but also to prepare the table.Luigi poured us each a glass of wine and gave Carl a special treat – sparkling apple cider to make him feel adult and included. The table was laden with exquisite Italian dishes: golden-brown roasted herb rack of lamb, truffle carbonara pasta, seafood risotto, and freshly baked focaccia bread.Scanning the feast before us, I chuckled.“I thought we were having Carbonara,” I said, smoothing the napkin on my lap.“We are,” Luigi winked. “With a few additions.”The dishes were so appealing in color and aroma, I sincerely praised Luigi.“You weren’t kidding,” I said. “You really are a great chef.”Luigi smiled faintly with a hint of pride. "In Italy,” he said casually, spooning out some food onto our dishes, “every man in the famil
Ex and Son Beg, But I Never Turn Back Chapter 98: Drunken Funk
Third Person POVBeatrice pushed open the front door to the house and tripped over one of Leo’s shoes.“Jesus,” she hissed as she kicked the shoe aside. She was in a terrible mood, the sting of the competition still fresh, her face terrifyingly grim.She was still at a complete loss as to how that bitch of a half-sister of hers had managed to win the competition. She was convinced that Willow had bribed the judges the same way she’d bribed the reporters, but had no way to prove it. Then those damn men from the designer had shown up and basically taken the clothes right off her back. She’d been forced to change into her gym clothes from a bag in her car and leave the competition in a walk of shame.“Logan?” she called out, noticing that the house was exceptionally quiet. She heard the sound of a TV coming from Logan’s office, so she headed that way. Passing by the kitchen, she saw Leo staring at the wide open fridge.“I’m hungry, Aunt Beatrice,” he said when he saw her.“Haven’t you ha
Ex and Son Beg, But I Never Turn Back Chapter 97: Regret
Third Person POVThe air in Logan’s house was suffocatingly heavy and oppressive. Scattered files and empty wine bottles lay on the sofa, and the room had a sour, acrid scent to it.Logan was slumped on the sofa, his suit jacket crumpled nearby, his tie loosely hanging around his neck. With his head in his hands, Logan looked utterly dejected.His company was facing bankruptcy, and Logan was drowning his own sorrows in a bottle of whiskey. Still humiliated by the night at the restaurant, his failed business dinner, and the subsequent encounter in the restroom with Willow, Logan now saw that he’d made a colossal fool of himself in front of the restaurant manager.No one was returning his calls. He’d been all but black-listed from the prominent business men in the wine industry, and as a result, his company’s sales were dismal at best. A quick meeting with his accountant that morning had shown him the real, hard facts that he’d been unwilling to see before.Bankruptcy was looming. And Lo
Ex and Son Beg, But I Never Turn Back Chapter 96: You Can Call Me Mom
Willow's POVLuigi and I exchanged a look. Then he set down his knife and wiped his hands with a damp towel and came towards us. He crouched down at the chair Carl was sitting on and placed his hand on his knee.“Carl?” He said in a soft voice. Carl’s eyes shifted and locked onto Luigi’s. His face was so sad as he opened his arms to his Uncle. Luigi wrapped him into a strong hug. Then Carl looked to me. Rushing over to him, I took him from Luigi. He hugged my waist with his legs as I carried him into the living room.I would have done anything to take away his pain, but I knew I couldn’t. Setting him down on the couch in the living room, I sat beside him as Luigi sat on the other side of Carl.“I want to talk to you about something,” I told Carl, holding his hand. His eyes brimmed with tears as he looked down at his lap, where he was wringing his hands. “The other day, when you accidentally called me ‘Mom’?” I started.Bringing up the incident caused Luigi to look at me, brows furrowe
Ex and Son Beg, But I Never Turn Back Chapter 95: Locked Away
Willow's POV“Nonsense,” Luigi replied to my offer to help him in the kitchen. “Sit back down and relax. You’re only job is to enjoy the meal I’m making.”“And help me build the castle,” Carl commented. He was hard at work searching for a particular piece; a needle in a haystack if you asked me.“Are you sure?” I asked, surprised by Luigi’s words.He wiped his hand on his apron and flashed me a sexy smile.“One hundred percent,” he said. “I got this all under control. Honestly, it’s my pleasure. You’ve had a long day. Here, let me pour you a glass of wine while you unwind.”Luigi then proceeded to uncork a bottle he’d picked out from his cellar. He poured me a healthy glass of wine and handed it to me with a wink.“Enjoy. Relax,” he said.A little dumbfounded, with wine in hand and sitting back down, my mind flashed back to memories of my past life. During my marriage to Logan, I’d worked myself ragged for both Logan and Leo. All the housework, from the cooking and cleaning to the laun
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