Winning My Angry Ex Back のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 111 - チャプター 120

Tom’s POVI don’t know how long it took for me to regain consciousness, but when I finally did, I almost wished I hadn’t. The pain hit me first before anything else, even the cold, registered.Every single breath I took caused my entire body to scream and revolt in pain that was so intense that it radiated through every fiber of my being, consuming me wholly.I groaned, and then moaned, resisting the urge to scream aloud. Within seconds, fragments of what had landed me in this condition came to me slowly.I had been in an accident, which happened while I was driving to the airport, and that was the reason for the pain that was ravaging my entire body.My knee, especially, was on fire, as was my right shoulder, and I had the sinking feeling that they might both be broken. Despite all this, I couldn’t help but notice that something else felt really strange and off. It took a while before I finally figured out what it was. It was the dreadful silence that permeated the air. Suddenly, I

Tom’s POVI didn’t know what on earth to say to that, and I wasn’t even sure that I wanted to say anything in response at all.If I did, I could end up saying the wrong thing and then wind up getting beaten, or perhaps, even worse, get a bullet in my head or chest.As fairly ordinary as the blond guy looked, he also somehow looked more dangerous than his beefy bodyguard, who was armed to the teeth.“Well, haven’t you got anything to say for yourself?” The blond guy asked me. He looked to be in his late to early fifties.“It … it’s nice to meet you too, sir,” I replied at last, surprised at the fact that my voice still worked. It had been so long since I last used it to converse with another human.At my words, the blond guy burst into a deep belly laugh, and went on to laugh for several seconds, while his bodyguard and I remained silent. Finally, he continued speaking.“Sir? I can't remember the last time anyone called me ‘sir.’ You may refer to me as ‘Jack,’ just for the purpose of t

Tom’s POVIn the days that followed, I saw Lena only once in a while, but I began to look forward to when she would be asked to bring my food.That empathetic human contact that she provided, which lasted only several seconds, or at the very most, lasted for a minute or two, during which she dropped off my food or came back to collect the used plates, was everything to me. I didn’t need to hold long conversations with Lena to know that she was a good human being, who definitely did not in any way deserve to be holed up with a bunch of murderous assholes.I noticed that the rations of food I got anytime she brought me my food were bigger than usual, and once in a while, when my captors went too far torturing me, they sent her to clean and bandage up my wounds … wounds that they would reopen later.Each time she was allowed to do this, she would talk to me in low tones and encourage me, careful not to get the two of us in trouble. She leaned on me for emotional support, as I did with

Tom's POVLena had come in as usual, sat down on my bed beside me, and put on the television, which was one of the guilty pleasures that Jack allowed them to put in my room.She selected a movie for us to watch, and as we watched it, she inched closer and closer to me, until she finally got close enough to rest her head on my shoulder, and that was when I decided that to hell with it.I would have to hurt her feelings, because this could not continue to go on and on. It was better I hurt her feelings now than to do it later. So I cleared my throat and spoke.“Lena, don’t you think the way you always come around here is dangerous? Do you know what they’re going to do to us if they find out? The last thing I want is to go back to my previous conditions.”She burst into loud, raucous laughter that reminded me of Jack’s crazed laughter.“So that’s the reason why you’ve been pretending like you can't feel what’s between us all this time?” She asked me, looking at me intently.“I don’t unde

Tom’s POVFinally, he smiled a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes, and creeped me the hell out.“So, I guess congratulations are in order, then.” He told me, his tone even.I realized immediately that I had been deluding myself, and I was such a fool for listening to Lena and allowing her raise my hopes.Jack was incapable of being friends with anyone, let alone someone whom he had captured and tortured repeatedly for no offense.As I sat there, I knew for sure that what Lena told me wasn't going to work at all. This man had no intention of letting me leave this place.I swallowed.“ Oh yes, indeed it is. Thank you. I'm so happy. At least I can start a new family now.”“Of course, of course!"Dinner after that was awkward. When Lena came to my room later that evening, I told her what happened.“He didn't seem very enthusiastic about it, like you said he would be, Lena,” I said, unable to hide my worry, but she waved away my concerns.“Of course, he's not enthusiastic about it. That