All Chapters of Winning My Ex Wife: Chapter 31 - Chapter 39

Edward’s povI stood outside the office door, just about to head into the hallway when I heard voices. Charlotte’s voice. And Dr. Lennox’s.At first, I didn’t want to listen. I was tired, angry, and confused about my illness. But then I heard my name—and I paused.I leaned in closer.As much as I was confused as to why she was here, I didn’t like the part where she had to be here. It wasn’t her business to be here.I tried to tell myself that she was here to see my doctor but I kept my calm.I would just listen to what she would say and know if she was truly as good as she said she was. Maybe she had changed.My mind tried to tell me she had but I guessed she had.However, the words that followed made my body freeze.Charlotte was telling him to increase my medication.Not because I was getting worse.Not because the treatment had changed.No.She wanted me to be weak. Sick. Helpless.Her exact words were, “I need him sick so he’ll depend on me.”I didn’t breathe. I couldn’t even move

Edward’s povIt was late in the evening. I was in my study. The golden lamp on my table was throwing a soft beam on the sparse documents and the unattended cup of coffee. The house was dead silent, too silent to my liking. Charlotte had taken Carmen with her to the room and I had got some time for myself after a long time, to sort things out in my head.I tilted against the hard back of my leather chair and pressed both hands against my eyes, rubbing them slowly as if by doing so would help alleviate the problem I was having.But then before giving up; before everything went black inside me, there were two buzzes from my phone.For a second or two I blinked at it nonchalantly.It was an unsaved number.Not waiting for a second ring, I picked up, I got up from the chair, and shuffled to the door. Slowly I turned the lock. It was essential that no one came in, especially Charlotte. I had to have this call alone and for some reason, I felt like it was an important one. A very important

Eloise’s povPresent dayI woke up that morning to my daughter’s soft breath. The sun was rising through the curtain of the small but clean room they had given us. It wasn’t Paris, but it was quiet—a new beginning.I looked at Selena; her little hand tightly gripped the side of her blanket. She looked so still. So pure.I sighed and touched her face as I brushed her hair out of her face.“Hey baby,” I smiled as she stretched awake while blinking. “You should get up. We need to leave for work.”She blinked multiple times. “Are we going someplace, Mama?”I smiled back and kissed her forehead. “Yes, baby. I have work today. But don’t worry. You’re coming with me.”She clapped her hands and sat up quickly, her excitement making me laugh. “Yay! I want to see your new kitchen!”“Not today, my little chef. But you’ll see where Mama works.”We both got ready. I wore a soft cream blouse and simple black pants, and my hair was neatly packed up. Not too dressed but serious was my aim. It was my

Edward’s povShe shuddered when I yelled at her like that as she had expected so much but not that. She nodded and looked away before taking up her bags.I watched her walk out, yet not even a drop of care moved within me.I just wanted her out and if possible dead. She was dead to me.My phone buzzed as I picked it up. It was my assistant Bryan.“I’m seriously not in a good mood. You better not be reminding me of anything.”“It’s just that the new chef we hired is here.”That sent bells ringing in my head. Eloise.“Have you given her all she needs. The car, the house, the…”“Sir? Don’t you think it’s suspicious you’re doing all this? To be honest, she was thinking of the worst things today. I believe we should slow down a bit.”I nodded and took in deep breaths. Maybe he was right.“And her daughter had a mini spot like you told us to create for her.”I sighed and nodded. “Give her the stuff to sign. I’ll be there soon.”“Alright, sir,”With that, he hung up as I sat down on my sofa

Eloise’s povI got back to the office and sat down to look at a sleeping Selena. Sandra entered with a toothpick hanging from her lips.“That was… amazing,” she sang in a funny way. “I can’t believe I get to be your assistant and still have a way of going through these beautiful meals you make.”I gave a little bow. “Thank you. I’m so glad you like it.”I got up and stretched as I looked around the office.“I have to get home.”She nodded. “Sure thing. Don’t forget your contract.”“I won’t,” I smiled as I packed the book into my bag.I slung it around my shoulders and looked at Selena.“Say Sandra, do you know of any good schools around here?”She put a finger to her lips as she tried to think of an answer. “I do know one where my sister sends her child to. It’s a good school and they use visual cues to teach the pupils.”That sounded good enough for me.“I can show you today on my way home so that you can see the school,” she said as I nodded.“Well, I’m going home now. I don’t know