Winning My Ex Wife

Eloise: Body pressed against the wall, Charlotte’s leg crossed around my husband’s back, their lips locked as they made very ungodly sounds. My eyes watered as I tried my best to believe what I was seeing in front of me. This was the reason he had handed me a divorce today? She was the one, what could I have expected, I never was the one for him in the first place. I had known Edward to be a chronic womanizer and it shouldn’t have come as a shock to me but it did because he had dropped his womanizing habit the moment he was left to cater for the Basset industry and lately he had become the best husband a woman would want. Ever loving and so protective that I had the guts to fall for him ten times more but right now my heart was broken as I watched them still locked as they ate themselves up. “Edward..” I had wanted to run but I found myself walking into the room. “She’s the reason? She’s the reason why you’re ending things with me.” My voice cracked as I spoke, my eyes filled wi

Eloise 3 years later. The smell of truffle oil was going to my clothes, and the heat from the stove kissed the back of my neck as I garnished the plate in front of me. Duck confit, wolf mushroom risotto, and orange glaze, perfect. My hands moved on instinct now. This kitchen was my second skin. The orders flew in, the noise of the team like music in my ears. “Chef Camille, your phone,” my su Chef barreled into the kitchen, holding my phone in her hand like a weapon. “Is it important?” I asked, barely turning to investigate. “I don't know but it's been ringing” Groaning, I motioned for one of my assistants to take over. I took the phone from Cassie and made my way out of the kitchen and into my office. “Hello?” I answered and froze when the caller spoke. “Miss Steel. I am so sorry to disturb you but there's been an emergency.” My heart stopped. "Emergency?" "It's Selene," the nurse said, her voice gentle but rushed. "She has a seizure during nap time. We stabilized her but h

Eloise’s pov “Yes,” he said. “You will start in the junior chef position. You’ll train under me. You’ll work hard. Now this isn’t the main branch, we’ll communicate with you on the offer through our mail and make sure you get the position. Just don’t fall behind.” I could feel the years coming up as I quickly wiped them. “Thank you, chef. Thank you so much.” “You start next Monday,” he said. “Be on time. Be ready.” “I will,” I said. “I promise.” I went back home and hugged Selena tightly. “Mama got the job,” I said. “You don’t have to worry about anything. We will start fresh,” She didn’t understand me but I knew she was happy for me in her child-like way. “Yay! Mama cooks in the big kitchen!” I laughed and kissed her. “Yes, baby. Mama cooks in the big kitchen.” When I was done with what I was doing around the house, I put her to bed and I sat on my small bed. Selena was already asleep beside me. I smiled as I saw her little hands clutch her teddy bear close to

Edward’s pov “Tell them I’m not ready.” “They said it’s time-sensitive.” “Everything is time-sensitive.” “Sir, are you okay?” I looked at him. “Do I look okay?” “No, sir.” “Good. At least someone is honest.” “Do you need something?” I shook my head. “No. Just… give me ten more minutes.” “Okay, sir.” He walked away again as I shut the door and sat back down. I looked at the bracelet. I whispered again, “Eloise, where are you?” But the room was silent. She was gone. And it was my fault. *** I sat in the back seat of the car, quiet. The driver asked, “Home, sir?” “Yes,” I said. “Take me home.” He nodded and drove me through the city as I looked out at the window and wondered how my life had taken such a huge turn. This wasn’t how I had planned everything to go. I had planned everything to be good but it seemed like I wasn’t good at anything. Maybe I should have just told her the truth instead of baiting her like that and tossing her away, bu

Writers pov He was sitting at the last seat of his black car and looking outside from the window. He looked tired but relaxed - inside, he was restless. He didn’t pay attention to the cars passing by or the people who gawked at the expensive car that passed by. He only thought of the calls he had had last night and it worried him beyond anything. "Sir, we have reached," the driver said. Edward looked up. They were at the hospital. He got out of the car. He was dressed plainly, a dark coat over his usual clothes, and sunglasses that hid his eyes; he went in through the main doors. At the reception area, a nurse on duty stood up. “Good day, Sir.” “I’m here for a check-up with Dr. Lennox,” answered Edward. “Fourth floor,” she said with a smile. “As usual he’s in room 402.” He nodded and started for the elevator. Soon he got out of the elevator and headed for the office. As he got in, Dr Lennox got up and smiled. “Edward! You came.” Edward managed to smile back. “O