All Chapters of Winning My Angry Ex Back: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Ashley’s POVWe get to the event center right on time. The place is huge and intimidating, with large glass walls and modern lighting.There are dozens and dozens of designers and investors mingling. Of course, Jeff is popular in these circles, as is Claire.I stand behind them, feeling so out of place and trying to steady my breathing as people come up to us to greet and chat with them.Seeing Claire in these circles, mingling with people, makes me realize that she’s the perfect actress.If I didn’t know what she’s capable of doing, I would have thought that she’s a very charming and polite woman, just like these people clearly do.After a while, Claire turns to face me, her signature venomous smile in place.“Oh, Ashley dear, I forgot to tell you this, but you’re doing the presentation today.” She says, her eyes daring me to argue.My blood goes cold, and my mouth falls open as I stare at her stupidly. “Me? I don’t understand. I thought you were …”“No, I’m not. I already told Jeff

Ashley’s POVNobody comes after me, not that I expected them to. In fact, I want all of them to stay right there and listen to that witch called Claire present.Perhaps she will be able to salvage the situation. Hell, I fervently hope and pray that she'll be able to do that, so that perhaps Jeff won't be so angry with me.Once I get backstage and the curtains fall behind me, I look for an empty corner where no one would see me crying, and then my knees buckle, and I collapse to the floor, sobbing profusely.The memory of those cameras flashing in my stunned face, the memory of Jeff’s angry face as he snarled at me to fix the mess that Claire created, and the memory of the devilish smile on Claire’s face after accomplishing her task are firmly stuck in my head.I'm having a severe panic attack all alone here, with no one to talk me out of it, but that's fine.I remain there for several minutes, after which I suddenly hear footsteps approaching fast. I start to gather myself up from the

Jeff’s POVThere’s no way what has been happening with Ashley flopping at most of the tasks assigned to her is a coincidence. I don’t believe in coincidences anyway, especially not in business, and certainly not where Ashley is concerned.Everything that has gone wrong lately at the company, from missed deadlines to disgruntled clients, and now the public humiliation at the conference, all circle back to one person ... Ashley.As expected, the press has been having a field day publishing whatever they fancy as the story of the mess at the conference.What annoys me the most is that I'm being painted as a villain, while Ashley is being painted as a poor, innocent soul with a blood-sucking demon for a boss.There are countless videos from every imaginable unflattering angle of Ashley looking all wide-eyed with panic, and innocent, while I reprimand her for her failure, as any reasonable boss would do, but everyone is against me for some reason.I’m now fully convinced that she's doing a

Jeff’s POVI remained immobile with shock for a few seconds after her lips landed on mine, unable to believe that this was actually happening.While I understood the fact that whatever Ashley was dreaming about must have been horrible, and she was distraught about it, I didn't get why she was kissing me out of the blue, considering the fact that we both disliked each other so much.Nonetheless, I didn't pull away because of how distraught she was, even though I knew that the following morning was going to be super awkward.Her kissing me was weird, but maybe it was her way of calming herself down. She continued to kiss me as passionately as though her life depended on it, for several more seconds, totally oblivious to the conflicting feelings arising within me.Finally, after about a minute or so had passed, she gently pulled away and looked at me with confusion and resignation in her eyes.“What's wrong, Jeff? Are you not happy to see me?” She asked me in that same sad voice that she

Ashley’s POVI barely spoke to anyone for the rest of the trip, not that anyone would want to listen to anything I had to say after the massive disgrace and backlash that the company faced after what happened at the conference center.Jeff was immediately labelled a tyrant who kicked his employees while they were down, which is why I was surprised that he even attempted to offer me comfort while I was having nightmares.I had no idea what triggered the nightmares once again, but they suddenly came back with a vengeance.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw myself in Jeff’s arms, sobbing like a pathetic loser, and each time I remembered it, I cringed in humiliation.Worse than that, though, was the memory of Claire standing in the doorway, her eyes dark with something sharp and poisonous.The pure hatred that I felt radiating from her last night as she glared at Jeff and me was palpable enough to be felt, and it scared the shit out of me.I couldn’t bring myself to look at Jeff or at her