All Chapters of Winning Me Back, Mr. Billionaire: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The smell of alcohol hit Sunny the moment Mr. Carson exhaled, even before he opened his mouth. Empty bottles were scattered across the floor, and the man looked pitiful sprawled across the couch, his face flushed red.Ever since her mother left, her father had become addicted to alcohol and gambling. He was the kind of gambler who couldn’t walk away from the table, even after losing everything he had. Sunny had told him countless times to stop wasting his time and money, but the grief of being abandoned by his wife had blurred every boundary of reason and decency.Sunny’s patience was starting to crumble under the mountain of debt he kept piling up. Meeting Zayne hadn’t been a solution—it had only created a new problem. She still hadn’t been able to forget him, even after a year apart.The man who had once been warm and affectionate had turned cold and firm after marrying Elmy Jordyn, the woman chosen by his grandmother. At first, Sunny assumed Zayne’s marriage was stable, until she s

Zayne’s kiss was hot and demanding, as if he was trying to erase the distance they had built between them all this time. Elmy could still feel his tongue and the faint bite of his lips when they had kissed in front of the dining table. But instead of getting lost in the overwhelming sensation, Elmy found herself more interested in Sunny’s reaction.Sunny’s eyes had widened for a split second before she forced a thin smile. There was jealousy there—Elmy was sure of it. Even though Sunny tried to hide it behind that smile, it looked far too stiff to be genuine.Elmy knew.When Sunny asked Zayne to accompany her to the doctor, Elmy had already suspected it was just an excuse. There was no way someone would schedule a doctor’s appointment on a holiday. Still, she pretended not to notice and let Zayne go with her.While waiting in the bedroom, Elmy opened several files Becca had sent her, reviewing the designs currently in progress. Her focus broke when Sebastian called. The moment she pre

The loud noise coming from Elmy’s phone made Zayne pull it away from his ear and stare at the screen. Once things quieted down, he called her name repeatedly. But all he got was silence. Just seconds ago, Elmy had called his name before something strange happened.Zayne’s blood boiled, heat spreading from his chest up to his ears. He ended the call and immediately searched for Sebastian’s contact. Pacing restlessly, he unconsciously bit his nails.“Come on, pick up, Sebastian!” Zayne pleaded anxiously. The moment the call connected, he demanded Dennis’s address without any small talk. Sebastian yawned loudly and cursed at him. “I don’t care, just send it now. Elmy hasn’t come back from that damn model’s house!”“Are you serious? Why would—”“Send it now, Bastian!” Zayne snapped firmly. He didn’t want to hear any nonsense. A bad feeling made him anxious and shaky. Sebastian sent Dennis’s number along with his address.Zayne didn’t even bother saying thank you before rushing out, sprint

The room grew noisy again. More people had arrived. They were drunk and smoking, making the air even more suffocating. Zayne’s chest swelled with fear and adrenaline coursing through his veins. This was the final round. The deciding moment.Across from him, Ray crushed his cigarette stub against the table before staring at Zayne with a smug smile. He looked completely confident, a stark contrast to Zayne, who felt like he was shrinking under the crowd’s watchful eyes.The dealer arrived, straightening his clothes with proud flair. “Shall we resume the bets?”Everyone cheered in agreement. Ray laughed, then raised his hand, signaling them to quiet down.Standing from his seat, Ray spoke loudly and enthusiastically. “I’ll give Mr. Zayne a little leniency,” he said, drawing disappointed groans from the audience. “If he wins this round, there won’t be a final match.”The dealer chimed in, “So you mean, Mr. Ray, if Mr. Zayne wins, he gets to take his wife?”Ray nodded, a wide grin spreadin

“Is that all you ever think about, huh?” Zayne snapped, stopping Elmy as she sluggishly walked toward the vanity. She turned to glare at him, hissing in annoyance. The longer she stayed with Zayne and kept up this act, the harder it became for Elmy to tell which of his actions were part of the performance and which came from his real intentions.Elmy gripped the side of her nightgown, confused. God, everything Zayne had been doing lately left her baffled. The thought that all of it might only be for the sake of their contract made her chest tighten. Meanwhile, she had started to see it differently. A tiny spark of hope had begun to grow.“Yes, because I can’t wait to get divorced.”The words slipped too easily from her trembling lips. Seeing Zayne’s hardened expression, Elmy realized she had just sparked another argument between them.“Oh,” Zayne responded as he stood up from the bed, slipping his hands into his pockets with a calm motion. His breath came out sharp, a hint of irritati