บททั้งหมดของ Winning My Angry Ex Back: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Ashley’s POV I don’t remember getting up from my office and heading to the elevator. I don’t even remember walking through the lobby, and I definitely don’t remember stepping out into the busy street.All that fills my mind is the memory of Jeff towering over me and yelling at me for something that isn’t only my fault, but is rather his and his girlfriend’s fault, if we're being honest.I still haven’t been able to get rid of the lump in my throat or forget the expressions on my coworker's faces while Jeff carried out his angry tirade.Those expressions weren’t shocked, and neither were they sympathetic. Those people just gawked at me like I was a spectacle … a bloody freak at a freak show.As I gather myself and my thoughts together and head towards a restaurant down the street from the office, I can't help but shudder in embarrassment at what has become of me.Ashley Hunt, the winner of the much-publicized fashion contest, has managed to make the company lose a huge chunk of money,

Claire’s POV Humming happily, I head to Jeff's office to inform him that Ashley isn't in the office, and also to invite him to lunch with me.Nothing, and I mean nothing in my entire life, has ever made me as happy as watching Jeff yell at that incompetent and foolish Ashley.The fact that he chewed her out until she cried, and yet he wasn't moved by her crocodile tears, is the best thing that has happened to me in a while.To further add salt to her injury, he also accepted my advice to demote her. At this rate, that woman is going to do me a solid favour and kill herself. Anyone can see that she's already seriously depressed.I've succeeded in making her an office pariah and also made her look extremely incompetent, so that Jeff would begin to doubt his judgment in hiring her, and he has already started doing that.But, oh, I'm not done yet ... far from it! There’s no way I’m going to give up or relax until she’s out of sight and gone, just like I want her to be.A small frown crea

Ashley’s POVThe hospital is quieter at night in a way that feels depressing and heavy. Tonight is no different.I walk slowly along the now familiar corridors, my bag hanging from one shoulder and my mind numb from everything that happened today.When I slip inside Janet's room, the steady beeping of the monitors greets me, and so does the utter stillness.She's still here, and she's still unconscious, as she has been since a few days after she was first admitted here.According to the doctors, a lot was already going on in her body before the accident, but she refused to get treatment for a long time.Thus, it was sort of a blessing in disguise that the accident had forced her to come into the hospital, because it was only a matter of time before she succumbed to the illnesses ravaging her body.I know exactly why Janet refused to seek treatment and was managing whatever symptoms she had before the accident, and it all boils down to one thing, which is the lack of funds.It hurts so

Ashley’s POVWith the kind of wealth that Jeff has amassed over the years, I know for a fact that a business trip with him would be anything but simple. Still, I am definitely not prepared for the sheer display of wealth that I see on the day we travel for the business trip.I wasn't even aware that Jeff owned a private plane, let alone one as luxurious as this.When the sleek company car that is conveying Jeff, Claire, and me, along with a man I assume is Jeff’s bodyguard, pulls up beside Jeff’s private plane, my breath catches in my throat, and my mouth nearly falls open in awe.The plane gleams under the afternoon sun, looking sleek and intimidating, just like the man who owns it.Claire steps out of the car and stands beside me, practically glowing and looking so beautiful that I can’t help but marvel at the fact that such beauty is attached to a woman with such a nasty attitude.She tosses her hair over her shoulder with practiced elegance and fixes me with a disgusted look.“A

When I look around my hotel room, I finally understand why Claire was surprised that Jeff booked the same kind of room for me with them.The room is breathtakingly beautiful! I place my bag on the bed and rummage in my bag for my presentation outfit.It's the best one I own, and I ironed it three different times before coming, making sure that it's just perfect.I hang it carefully in the wardrobe, so that it wouldn't get creased, then I take a quick shower, fall on the bed and spend some time tossing and turning, before finally falling asleep.Despite how comfortable and luxurious the room is, my nerves refuse to let me rest fully, so a few hours later, I'm wide awake again.Since I have nothing to do, I decide to organize my files, because I want everything to be perfect for the presentation.Suddenly, I pause. Something feels off, but I can't place my hands on whatever it is. Picking up my portfolio case, I check it, and immediately my chest goes cold as I realize what's wrong.Hal