บททั้งหมดของ No Way to Win Me Back: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Celeste’s POV“That’s enough, Bonnie.” Damien scolded. “Don’t speak to your mother that way.”She stubbornly stuck her chin out.“I’m only treating her the way Daddy does.” She said herself righteously. Bonnie hadn’t just been influenced by Vanessa. She watched Damien treat me like I was a useless housemaid for five years and learned how to be ungrateful and cruel.“Can you finally see why I begged you to stop belittling me in front of our daughter all those years? Because a five-year-old does.” I said, voice tense.He gazed down at his princess like he’d been doused in a bucket of ice water.“I’m not your daughter!” Bonnie spat angrily and stood beside Vanessa. “I want Auntie Vanessa to be my mom. Even Daddy thinks she’s a better mom than you.”“Oh, sweetie! I’d love it if you called me Mommy.” Vanessa squealed gleefully.Every fiber of my being wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear. My daughter’s rejection cut a thousand times deeper because she was biologically wired to love

Damien’s POV“What’s an impoverished party crasher doing with a tailor-made sports car?” Contempt laced my voice as I eyed the beautiful machine. “Did you rent it or steal it?”Ryan was too busy brushing a thumb over Celeste’s hand and talking to her in low murmurs to respond. The intimate gesture ignited a furnace of possessive rage.How dare this loser touch what’s mine!“Get your hands off my wife.” I said in a low growl and yanked her towards me.Sudden pain flared across my cheek as Celeste dealt a lightning fast slap. I released her arm, and she glared at me with eyes full of venom.“I warned you not to touch me.” She spat coldly. “And get your head out of the clouds, for god’s sake. I haven’t been your wife for months.” Ryan stood behind her with the biggest smirk on his face.It was just begging me to knock his lights out.“Don’t look so smug, home wrecker.” I sneered. “Celeste is using you to make me jealous, and the sooner you back off, the sooner we can mend our family.”

Celeste’s POVRyan let out a low, guttural moan as I clutched at his shoulders, straining against my seatbelt to close the gap between us. My body ached for him with an insatiable need.A blaring honk made us jump apart.“Get out of the road, you rich, entitled pricks!” A man hollered out of his window as he drove past.We watched him go before turning to each other and bursting into belly deep laughter. I covered my face, grateful for the excuse to hide my embarrassment.I’m certifiably insane for kissing him again.“Are you ever coming out from there?” His teasing voice made me groan internally.I peeked through my fingers. His hair was mussed from me running my fingers through it, and his lips were a scandalous shade of red from my lipstick.“Never.” I said, closing my fingers. “This car should come with a panty dropper warning label.”The engine roared to life as he chuckled.“So it was the sports car you found irresistible, not me?” The gaiety in his voice told me he wasn’t buyi

Damien’s POV“Oh, dear, what happened?” Bonnie’s teacher kneeled to examine her wounds. I glanced at my watch. Vanessa’s outburst had cost me precious time–I had a stop to make before I headed to the office.“She fell while getting ready for school, but she’s fine now.” I said impatiently.Lily gave me a pointed stare. “I wouldn’t say that. These wounds should have been cleaned and dressed straight away.”“I’m sure you can understand—I’m a busy man.” I said, jaw clenched.She turned to Bonnie. “Please go to the school nurse, dear.” My daughter nodded solemnly and limped inside.“Mr. Kent, I have major concerns about Bonnie’s care.” The teacher gave me a hard stare. “She’s often late for school, fetched hours after pickup time, and now you’re dropping her off in such a neglectful state.”Her accusatory tone sent a spark of anger through me.“That’s none of your concern.” Lily tilted her chin up. “Her academic performance is slipping, and she’s slowly isolating herself from her peer

Third-Person POVThe golden rays of sunset stretched long shadows of empty swings on Saint Ambrose’s International Preschool’s playground. Bonnie sat alone, scuffing her shoes in the sand while everyone else left with their parents except her.Lily pursed her lips as she watched the girl. “Four days last week and it looks like today won’t be any different.” She tutted under her breath.She sighed and redialed Vanessa’s number, but the response was what she expected–endless ringing. She tried Damien’s again, but it was the same. No one was coming for Bonnie.“That poor girl is going to be here till dark again, isn’t she?” Rachel, one of the other kindergarten teachers, asked.Lily nodded, tapping her phone against her chin.“Why don’t you bring her to the reading corner? I’m still waiting for a student to be fetched, so at least she won’t look so pitifully lonely.”“How about I leave her with you and I go home at a decent time?” Lily asked, only half joking.“Fat chance.” Her collea