All Chapters of Winning My Angry Ex Back: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

Ashley’s POVWill didn’t get angry at my words. Instead, he simply continued to stare at me measuredly, a faint smile on his face, as if he found my anger amusing.That angered me all the more, and for a moment, I almost forgot that I was dealing with a crazy psychopath. It took everything in me not to lunge across the table and claw that nauseating smile off his face.“Come on, Ashley, don’t be like that. I just needed to ensure that you wouldn’t come slithering back into town. That was why I did what I had them teach you a … little lesson. Unfortunately, it didn’t work, though, did it? You and Jeff clearly can’t stay away from each other,” he said.“A little lesson, you say? You nearly took my life from me with the torture I went through. I was literally skin and bones by the time I was released. Why did you release me?” I asked in a quiet tone, hating this demon more than I had ever hated anyone in my entire life, Claire included.“You know, sometimes, I ask myself the same questio

Ashley’s POVI had never been violent in my life towards another human, but today, I wasn’t going to have a choice other than to be, and the thought of drawing blood with the weapon I had concealed made me queasy.“Another reason why I decided to date you was that I wanted to make Claire jealous, you know. That way, I’d be killing two birds with one stone, so to speak.” Will continued.My stomach churned even more, and I sighed inwardly. It seemed he enjoyed hearing himself talk, because I didn't understand why he felt the need to tell me all of this.I didn’t understand how on earth someone could decide to toy so much with another person's life and emotion the way Will had done to me, all because of his own selfish interest, and because he could.I decided to burst his bubbles a little. “Well, I hope you know that I didn't have any feelings for you. I only agreed to date you because you kept on pestering me, and I thought you were my friend.” I told him, meeting his eyes and producin

Ashley’s POVA sudden idea occurred to me, and I immediately implemented it. “Janet called me earlier today, after she found those pictures and notes, you know. She told me about what she found. Of course, I didn’t believe it, and had to see for myself. So I called Jeff and told him where I was going and why. It’s only a matter of time before the police arrive here once I don’t return. Don't think you’d get away with this, because you won't.” I lied bravely, expecting Will to panic, but he simply chuckled.“No, Janet tried to call you, but you didn't answer the phone. I made her confess everything. She didn’t call anyone else, either, because I checked her phone. I was watching the CCTV camera throughout the entire time I drove down here like a maniac also. I didn't see or hear her talk to anyone on the phone.”Damn it, I thought to myself, and tried again. “Well, she did send me a text saying ‘help me,’ and I figured out she was in trouble, so I told Jeff where I was going and told h

Ashley’s POVWhile all I wanted to do was spit in his face and tell him how much of a monster he was, I forced my expression to look like I was scared.Right now, my survival depended on my acting skills, of which, if I was being honest, I actually didn't have any, but I had to try my best. Luckily enough, I was already terrified, so it didn’t take too much for me to force myself to shake in fear.Will’s eyes darkened with excitement when he saw that I was trembling, and he reached out a hand to grab me, but I turned and ran in the opposite direction.He clearly hadn’t been expecting that, because he swore, and I heard his footsteps as he came after me.“Hey, do you really want me to fight for it?” he called out laughingly as his footsteps echoed behind me.That was good. It was exactly what I wanted. As I ran with my back turned to him, my hands moved quickly, and I pulled out the screwdriver from beneath my bra and concealed it in my palm.To Will, this was a game, but to me, it was

Ashley’s POVWhat did this mean? Was it safe for me to continue driving towards the gate? Who was the driver and perhaps, other occupants of that car?There were two possibilities I could think of. The first one was that the car outside probably belonged to a regular visitor who had come to visit Will impromptu and had no idea what was going on inside the house.If that was the case, then maybe I could salvage that situation. I could just pretend that I was also a visitor who was now leaving, and none would be the wiser.Hell, I could even ask them for help, but I wouldn’t do that. I would rather just leave and take my chances, because what if they happened to be just as mentally disturbed as Will?The other option was that the people at the gate were the ones that Will had been waiting for.If the second option was correct, then that meant that I was well and truly doomed. Those people would definitely bundle me back to Will, and there will be hell to pay.Oh God, please let it be th