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

Last Updated : 2025-07-09

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

Last Updated : 2025-07-10

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

Last Updated : 2025-07-11

All Chapters of CEO’s regret: Winning my wife back : Chapter 41 - Chapter 43

Chapter 41

Chapter 42

Chapter 43