Lahat ng Kabanata ng No Way to Win Me Back: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

Damien’s POV“Did you have to scream at her like that?” I demanded, storming into the nursery. “Celeste would never treat a child so abhorrently.”I stood beside Bonnie, a hand stroking her head, and glared at Vanessa. No one treated my princess like that.She opened her mouth to respond when her phone blared.“I need to take this,” she stammered, turning to leave the nursery.My eyes narrowed. Why couldn’t she answer it here? She’d been distracted and on edge throughout the gender reveal party.Was Vanessa hiding something?But then she stopped in her tracks and answered the call in the doorway, annoying me but putting my suspicions to bed.“Bon-Bon, don’t cry.” I murmured, kneeling to hug my sobbing daughter. “Auntie Vanessa just shouted at you. You’re alright.”She shook her little head.“No, Auntie Vanessa smacked me again.” She hiccuped. “Why is she the kindest mommy ever sometimes, but then other times she’s so mean?”I gritted my teeth in frustration. She had no fucking right to

Ryan’s POV“Right this way, Mr. Edwards.” the Maître d’ said with a flourish of his hand.I followed him down a quiet hallway, lined on either side with French doors and exquisite oil paintings. The last thing I expected today was an invitation to a family dinner/lunch with my father. We weren’t exactly on the best of terms since I moved out.“Your private dining room.” the Maître d’ opened the doors and stood aside, bowing. “Please enjoy your visit, Mr. Edwards.”Maybe my father just wanted to thank me for looking after Molly while my brother was away on business. Maybe he wanted to strike my name from his will. Whatever it was, I wouldn’t back down, wouldn’t let him control my life.I focused on my posture, back straight, but shoulders relaxed and strode into the room. Relief washed over me when I saw he hadn’t arrived yet. Seated at the lavishly decorated table was my brother, sister-in-law, and–“Uncle Ry-Ry! You’re here!” Molly dashed off her seat and ran straight for me. “Ryan?

Celeste’s POVI clutched the satin handles of a Rosemary branded euro tote tightly in my hand as Grace and I followed the Maître d’ down a quiet hallway. My stomach was twisted in knots. This meeting was my last chance at salvaging my career.“Your private dining room, ladies,” the Maître d’ said, sliding open a set of doors. “Please–”The rest of his words were lost on me. A familiar, throaty chuckle made my head snap up and my heart stop.Ryan stood at the end of the hallway, holding his arm out to a woman who looked like she’d stepped off the cover of a magazine. She laughed at something and he gave her a dazzling, dimpled smile. They walked together, arm in arm, and I felt my heart crack.Knowing Ryan was dating someone else, and actually seeing him with another woman, were two completely different things. The confusing emotions I’d felt before became clearer, sharper. It was the fear, anger, and sadness of jealousy, and it was completely idiotic. We were nothing.“Celeste, wait

Third-Person POV“All men cheat, Celeste. It’s a simple, unavoidable aspect of male biology you can’t hold against me.” Damien’s sneer dripped with condescension. “The only mistake I’m guilty of is getting caught.”Celeste’s fist clenched around her bag of candied popcorn, spilling a rainbow of colors on the floor. She couldn’t comprehend how he always avoided accountability.“You’re vile,” she spat, body trembling with fury. “I’m thankful every day that I walked into that fitting room and found you with that whore.”He chuckled scathingly. “Because you think you’ll be happy with that poor boy, Ryan? You’re a fool if you believe he’ll be any different, sweetcheeks.”The image of Ryan walking arm in arm with that beautiful woman flashed through her mind. He couldn’t have cheated on her because they were only boss and assistant, Celeste knew that, and yet she still felt the deep ache of betrayal.“He’s nothing like you,” was all she could say.“Unfortunately for you, that’s too true.” Da

Celeste’s POVI froze in disbelief at the absolute nonsense Ryan was spouting. How could he accuse me of pushing him away for Damien when he was the one with the girlfriend?“I’ll take your silence as confirmation,” he said, voice hoarse.I spun around to face him, eyes flashing with anger and hurt.“Cut the crap Ryan. You’re the one who went off and got a new girlfriend a week after we slept together.” I said coldly. “I wish you happiness in your new relationship, but like I told you, I’m not looking for anything right now. Not with you and sure as hell not with Damien.”“Is that really how you feel?” He asked and something dark lurked within his voice. “Then why were you at the amusement park with Damien last night? You were walking around like one big happy family.”A shiver raced across my skin, and I narrowed my eyes with challenge and suspicion.“Are you seriously stalking me now?”I could see his anger bubbling below the surface, just waiting to snap. A twisted part of me wanted