All Chapters of Winning My Ex Wife: Chapter 111 - Chapter 118

Charlotte's povThe man came up to me. I tried my best to remain calm as he waved to me."Miss?" His voice was low but distinct.I blinked, sat up. "Yes?"He pulled out some sort of badge and flashed it for a moment so I could read the words "Department of Investigation.” My stomach dropped."I saw you talking to Mr. Oscar Monroe," he said. His voice was professional but sharp, as if he meant to slice all comfort out of the words.My throat was dry. I managed a nod. “Y… yes.”He watched me, barely moving, as if he were measuring each and every one of my blinks or twitches of my mouth. “And how do you know him?”I smiled flatly and tried not to choke on my fear. “Oscar? He’s… he’s a friend. That is all.”There was no way I would tell him that we were having sex. That could end badly for me if Edward heard that.He didn’t seem to believe me as his eyes read me and he nodded. “Very well,” he said.He turned to leave as I immediately panicked. “What’s happening? Why are you asking me tha

Edward’s povThe older agent flipped through page after page, his brow creasing less with every turn. The younger one typed furiously on his laptop, pulling up crosschecks, shaking his head slightly.Finally, the older one leaned back in his chair, closed the binder, and looked at me. “Mr. Bassett, nothing here directly implicates you.”“No,” I said. “Because there is nothing. Like I told you, Oscar’s involvement with my company was strictly business. He invests, he talks big, he shows up in shiny suits. That’s where it ends. I don’t play games with fraud. If he was running something on the side, it was behind my back and not in this company.”The younger one tapped a few more keys before shutting his laptop with a soft click. “You’re clean,” he admitted. His voice carried that reluctant note …  like he hated saying it.I finally let myself lean away from the window and stepped back. “So we are good here, right?”The elder of the two nodded curtly, already putting his things together.

Edward’s povI stared at it, for about a second too long before finally snatching the phone up and swiping right to answer. “What?”His voice was fast, panicked to the point he hadn’t even taken a breath. “Edward… thank God you picked up. I need you, man. I need your help. Please.”Hearing him speak brought it all back… last night: the fight, the words, Eloise when she saw me with Charlotte… It all already felt like it was unravelling and now he was calling, pleading in desperation.“What’s going on?” I asked, my voice flat.“I’m in trouble,” he said quickly. “I have no idea how it even got to this point in seriousness. I’m under investigation and I don’t know why.”“You can’t be serious. It’s because of fraud.”“They think I did something I didn’t do. Somebody in my company… Someone framed me. I swear to you, I didn’t do any of it.” I rubbed my temple, trying to put off the pounding in my skull. “Do you know who was waiting for me at the office this morning?” I said. “Two fucking co

Charlottes povI blinked. “For… getting me out. For calling them. For…”“Oh… that,” he sighed. “It’s fine. You’re welcome.”My chest tightened. He was too calm. Too … Edward.“How did you even get that anyway?”“I was arrested wrongly,” I said while sitting on the couch close to him. “It was sort of a mass arrest or something. They didn’t say why at first.”“Mass arrest?”“Yes,” I said, but it came out too loud. “It was nothing. Just bad luck.”He nodded slowly. “Hmm. Interesting. And you didn’t think to call me earlier? Before they locked you up?”“I did,” I shot back quickly. “I called you. You picked up and then cut the call.”For a few seconds, there was nothing, and then he leaned to the back of his seat and gazed down at me. ‘I was… I was in a meeting,’ he said. ‘I couldn’t come. I’m sorry. Had to hear from Bryan about you.’I swallowed. A meeting. That had been his excuse. But the way in which he had said it… as if it were dismissal, as if there was no reply to make.“Anyway, I