All Chapters of My Father-In-Law's Craziest Obsession: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Winston's POVAfter we left the court, the car ride back home was quiet. Too quiet.Sansa sat beside me, fiddling nervously with her fingers. I could tell she wanted to say something, anything, to cut through the awkward silence, but I didn’t give her the chance.“Winston, you look upset," she said, trying to hold my hands. “Please,” I said, my voice low, distant. “I just want to get home.”She turned to me. “Winston, I didn’t know.” "Yeah, but all you had to do was sit down and let me handle it,” I hissed, my voice a little higher than I wanted it to be. "I guess that was just too hard for you to do.” "I swear, I didn’t know Killian was adopted, I didn't wish for any of that to happen. I know he's a monster but I guess this ain't what you wanted.”I kept my eyes on the road ahead, jaw clenched. “None of that matters anymore, Sansa. The cat’s out of the bag. Let’s just go home.”She bit her lip and said nothing more. I could feel her eyes on me the entire way, searching for somethi

Sansa's POV When I opened my eyes, I was already in the hospital bed. The fluorescent lights were soft above me, and everything smelled of antiseptic and that oddly calming scent of lavender. No doubt someone’s poor attempt at making this place feel warm. “Where am I?" I mumbled confusingly as I glanced around. I was in the hospital for sure. But I had no idea how I got here or why. I tried to sit up at once but felt a rush of dizziness shoot straight through my skull, numbing my entire body. “Hey, tigress. Take it easy,” Ellen’s voice came from beside me. She was holding my hand, and her eyes looked like she had been crying. “Where am I?" I asked again. “Clearly at the hospital. You fainted.”I blinked at her. “Fainted? What happened?”“You tell me,” Ellen snapped softly. “You’ve been working non stop. Stressing yourself out. Not eating properly. Not sleeping. And don’t even get me started on the circus that happened at court yesterday.”“I really fainted?" I mumbled, looking

Sansa’s POVThe world seemed to stop moving for a second. All I could see was her face. Her perfect nose. Her dyed blonde hair. A friend. An enemy. The reason for my misery. I couldn't believe my eyes. This was the girl I’d loved like a sister, my confidante, my partner in secrets and laughter. But betrayal had flipped our bond into poison on the anniversary of my birthday. She had left me broken, distraught and totally destroyed and vanished into Killian’s arms. I couldn't believe Astrid would ever leave me. She was there when I lost my family. She was there when I couldn't help myself. She was there when I had nightmares and couldn't sleep. And yet, she was the same woman who stole my husband. She took Killian from me. She broke me. She left me questioning everyone and everything I'd ever known. I could never trust her again.Seeing her again was like a slap. I didn't know when I missed my step and staggered backwards. Immediately, Ellen held me from behind. Winston mus

Sansa’s POVIt was the next day and I felt well rested. My eyelids fluttered open to morning light filtering through silk curtains as I was curled against Winston’s chest, the scent of his cologne comforting as I burrowed into him. For a moment, the world felt perfect: safe, warm, right.Then my mind caught up quickly. The events of the previous night came rushing back. The shopping, Astrid, that card in my purse. Anxiety seeped in like water into my nerves. I gently disentangled myself and slipped from the bed, careful not to wake Winston.A glance at the clock told me it was still early. 7:15 AM. Winston must be out in fifteen to sign some important deal he mentioned. I didn't know the details but he said it was huge.I took a steadying breath and threw on a night robe as I went into the bathroom. I spent a few minutes soaking in the warm scented water and couldn't help but ponder on a lot of things. I had to meet Astrid. This was my past calling and if I didn't find out why she

Sansa’s POVIt was the next morning. I yawned softly and stretched against the warm body next to me. Winston. He'd showed me just how much he wanted me. But again, he hasn't slept with me. I begged. I cried. I threw a tantrum. But he said I wasn't ready. That didn't stop him from pleasuring me in ways I didn't even know existed. I was sore, weak and panting by the end of the night. “Hello, sunshine," his raspy voice whispered in my ears and I jerked. “Hey, are you okay?" I turned to him with a pout. “No. And you know it." He smiled. “I've done everything you wanted, woman. What else do you want?" I turned away. “Well, you said you'd…” I trailed off. "I said I'd fuck you. Yes. And I will. But I want it to be special. I want you to remember it for the rest of your life.” I scoffed. "Stop being poetic. I hate it when you torture me. It's been months! Gosh! Are you really making me beg?” He flipped me under him and smiled. "You see what you do to me?” He asked, grinding agains