All Chapters of Winning My Ex Wife: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

ELOISE’S POVWe stared at each other, the heat between us rising. I hated that I remembered how his hand had felt on my back. How his lips had tasted of coffee. How it had felt to fall asleep with his arm wrapped around—No.I spun around to grab another spoon. “I’ve got work to do.”He didn’t go.I made the meal while he watched before turning to him.“You want to taste?”“Yeah,” he said.“Here,” I said softly.I fed him and we locked eyes. In that moment, my heart flipped as I looked away while working.“This doesn’t mean anything,” I said, too quickly. Edward stepped forward. “You still feel it. Same as me.”“Edward, stay back before someone sees us.”“I locked the door when I entered.”I looked up and sighed before turning to face him.“I can feel you have goosebumps,” he said.“I’m tired,” I lied. “Long day.”He nodded slowly. “You always were a bad liar.”“Don’t,” I warned, backing up.“What?” he said. “You want me to stop being honest? Stop acting like I never cared?”“Edward

ELOISE’S POVThe minute I stepped into the ballroom, everyone turned to me.I gulped and knew that wearing this dress and kitting up was too much but I kept my head down and walked past the wealthy men who gawked at me.I hated it. Hated how exposed I felt, as if every eye was burrowing into me. Hated how powerful it made me feel at the same time.I breathed down my dark blue dress and held onto my purse like I was about to be mugged when Sandra came to meet me."Okay, damn," Sandra breathed beside me. "You look like a million bucks. Actually, more. You look like the reason a million bucks exists."I laughed, grateful for her."Shut up," I mumbled. And then, just like that, I saw him. Edward Bassett.The man who was responsible for all this. He was looking at me like he was lost and Bryan looked like he was trying to bring him back to the present but he was still staring at me for a long time.Everything around me stopped for a second.Then he began to walk towards me.I couldn’t b

Edward’s pov When I reached the hotel, Bryan came to me as he started to walk me through all I had missed. I barely listened to him until he called to me. “Sir Edward,” Bryan called when he spotted me. “It’s good to have you back but I need you present. We’ve got a minor glitch with the rooftop elevator. It’s sticking between floors.” “Get maintenance on it. And follow up. I want it fixed before tomorrow’s brunch.” “Already on it.” He tapped on his pad before looking at me “Everything okay?” “Yeah. Just ran into Eloise earlier.” “Ah.” He gave a knowing look. “Still tense between you two?” I didn’t answer that. Instead, I asked, “That kid I saw her with… Selena, right?” “Yeah.” Bryan nodded. “Talkative little thing. You’d like her.” I already liked her. “She said some weird stuff today. Called Eloise ‘Mommy.’” Bryan raised his brows. “Really?” “She brushed it off. Said it was a safety thing. To avoid kidnappings or whatever.” “Huh.” He scratched his head. “I

Eloise’s povThe moment I stepped back into the kitchen, I released a quiet breath—not quite a sigh but a heavy one. Whatever that Oscar guy had been doing out there—clapping like he was at some circus performance—none of it had reached me. I didn’t have the time or the energy for it. Plates to plate. Orders to finish. Mouths to feed. I had a lot of work to do. And little time for compliments.I rolled my shoulders beneath my jacket, swiped the back of my hand across my forehead with a practiced move, and presented one last grin for good measure as I handed over plates to one of the runners.“Table twelve wants to speak to the chef,” someone called from the side.I put down my towel and wiped my hands. “I’m coming!” I called and stepped out into the dining room for a moment.A couple seated by the window smiled warmly as I passed. “Sorry,” the woman called out, half-leaning in my direction. “That mushroom risotto? It may have just ruined all other mushroom risottos for me.”I laughed

Edward’s pov“I didn’t know how to be close to someone who actually saw me,” I said. “Charlotte saw the polished version. The headlines. You? You saw the whole mess. And I didn’t know what to do with that kind of grace.”I sighed and looked at my hands. “Every damn day. I thought about how you’d hum when you cooked. How you wore those oversized hoodies around the apartment. How you asked me once if I ever cried as a kid.”She flinched. “Work didn’t erase you. It just… muted everything else,” she admitted. “I kept throwing myself into meetings and projects because it was easier than going home to someone I felt so unworthy of.”The words fell out faster now. Like they’d been dying to get out.“I wasn’t some heartless bastard you know and I’m sorry if I ever made you feel that way. I was fucking terrified. Of loving you. Of losing you. Of needing you too much. And yeah, I screwed up. I pushed you away. But I never, never cheated on you.”Eloise really looked at me then. Her arms dropp