All Chapters of Breaking Her at Thanksgiving: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Lewis sat behind the desk, one part of him focused on the book in his hand. The other part was far away from his father's mini library in which he sat.The book he was reading was on medical surgeries. And frankly, he didn't find it boring despite the complicated terminologies that basically made up half of it.He'd walked in to have some peace and quiet after last night. But somehow, his mind hadn't left that rooftop.He'd made Solene smile for the first time since they reconnected. And though she'd tried to force it back, he'd seen it—subtle, but it was there.And that was enough to keep him awake all night.Personally, he'd enjoyed the dinner with her even though throughout he'd kept repeating Chris's words over and over like a prayer.And if it'd helped pull out a smile from Solene, it was safe to say Chris had some good advice somewhere in his thick skull.He flipped a page and sank further into the chair, scanning the words one at a time.The night would have probably gone bette

“Do I need to bring her?” “If you want, ma’am. But not necessarily.” Solene forced herself to be calm, flashing a small smile at security. The phone was wedged between her shoulder and her ear, one hand holding Ari, the other gripping her tiny backpack.“Alright, then.” She finally said. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” “Great, ma’am.” The woman on the other end replied. “I’ll text you the venue. I am looking forward to a lovely partnership with you and your wonderful daughter.”Solene’s smile grew wider. “Me too.”The line went dead.She let go of Ari and lowered the phone from her ear as they approached the car.A quiet smile lingered on her lips as she replayed the conversation. Because any moment from now, her child was going to be a kid star.“Mummy, milkshake!” Ari jumped towards her, her pigtails swinging around.“You want a milkshake?” Ari nodded eagerly.Solene reached forward, brushing the strands of hair blowing into her eyes. “Alright, baby. Let’s go get you a milkshake.” “Ye

His eyes opened slowly, meeting the ceiling—familiar but spinning like he was stuck on some terrible rollercoaster.He winced and shut them again, shifting slightly against the bed. That was when he noticed it.Weight—heavy, warm, pressing down on his chest like something was holding him down.His brows furrowed.He looked down, his eyes catching a thick clump of hair spread across his chest.“What the hell?” He muttered, trying to move, but his limbs wouldn’t cooperate.Then he forced his head up.Sharp pain tore through instantly. It was like someone had shoved a pin through his brain.“Shit!” he swore, dropping back onto the pillow.“Wha…what?”“Linda?” He called.She stirred, lifting her head slowly from his chest. Her eyes moved lazily before settling on him as she pushed herself up, the duvet still wrapped securely around her body.But Lewis could barely focus. His head still hurt badly. Blinking was painful, not to talk of moving his head.Still, a small smile tugged at Linda’

“You never take my calls on time, Ronan.” “I’m sorry. I was in a meeting.” He said over the phone. “I called as soon as I was done.” “You mean now?” Ronan gave a low chuckle. “Well…I’m just getting home.” She raised a brow. “Really?”“Well, all some of us do is work.” Solene pouted, pulling the kimono over her bikini tighter. “It’s your choice to work all day.” “Hey, some of us don’t have people to drag off to some expensive pool in the middle of nowhere.” “It’s not—” Water suddenly washed over her, soaking almost her entire body and the phone.“Hannah!” Solene shrieked, jerking upright on the lounger.Hannah burst out laughing, her head popping out of the water.“What happened?” Ronan asked, his voice relaxed.But Solene glared at Hannah. “I’m about to commit murder, Ronan.” “You wouldn’t dare!” Hannah yelled, laughing, as she picked up a glass of champagne from the poolside.“If you commit murder,you have no husband, Solene.” Soelen let out a strained laugh, her eyes dropp

“You’re formally invited to the…” ‘Fucking bastard.’ Lewis swore in his mind, replaying the words in his head which the card had practically burned in his memory. With Ronan’s signature seated perfectly at the bottom.Just like the one in the document of his company, which he’d bought, transformed into some kind of hotel, and now he was celebrating the launching of another branch in this city.Lewis had scoffed when he first read the card. No one needed to tell him that was a direct jab.Some kind of reminder.But guess what? Linda was at his arm dressed in the most fancy thing his card could get. His own ass in a suit as they rode in a limousine down to the venue.If anyone asked, he couldn’t explain.He didn’t know why he’d agreed to come sit through his rival rubbing his success in his face, while the woman he still couldn’t forget stood at his arm under the same roof.But somehow, he’d pushed himself to go, and Linda wouldn’t take no for an answer.The chaos outside the limousine