All Chapters of Five Years Too Late, Ex-husband!: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

~ DAISY’S POV ~The instant I finish speaking, everywhere erupts with more noise.The reporters start shouting questions at me, their cameras flashing everywhere. The questions keep going on and on and I can't even hear my own thoughts anymore because the noise is so loud and the entire room feels like it is about to explode.Just then, the door to the conference room suddenly opens and a man walks in.I nearly gasp at the sight of the man's face Sebastian!What is he doing here?!All heads turn as he walks majestically towards me, dressed in a black suit that is perfectly molded to his body.God. He looks so sexy in that outfit.I quickly shake my head to dismiss the thought. I hate Sebastian King and I will always hate him.End of story.Despite the noise and new whispers, he is still walking towards me, ignoring everyone else as the crowd keeps parting for him as if he is some kind of model on a runway. His eyes are fixed on me, never leaving my face.Suddenly, I hate that I can’t

~ VANESSA'S POV ~I can't help but laugh.The sound tears out of me and I keep laughing, the laughter increasing until my stomach starts hurting. Nevertheless, I can't stop laughing even though the judges are now looking at me as if I have lost my mind.I don't care.“Wait a minute,” I nearly choke out on the words, still laughing. “You guys are being partial right now. Don't you see that?”The head judge frowns at me again, silent.“I mean,” I shake my head and scoff, my laughter now dying down to a smile on my face. “You guys can't possibly expect me to believe that the role was fairly awarded to her when no one even got a chance to properly audition.”The head judge sighs. “Miss Morgan, I don't think you understand—”“Oh I understand perfectly,” I interrupt him, my voice sweet as honey. “You are giving Daisy Matthews a role without even making her audition for it. What makes you guys think she deserves it? Giving her the role without making her audition is the definition of being p

~ DAISY'S POV ~Sebastian is here.He is standing just a few feet away from us, looking frozen. His eyes are fixed on Vanessa.What is he doing here and why the hell is he looking at Vanessa like he just saw an angel?Well, who am I kidding? She is the woman he chose over me five years ago.Nevertheless, seeing him staring at Vanessa like that is filling me with more anger and pain. I hate that he still has this effect on me. I hate that seeing him looking at her like that makes my guts twist.Stop it Daisy. Stop it right now.My throat feels dry. I curl my hands into fists to stop the boiling feelings swirling inside me, but all my efforts aren’t working.Why is he looking at her like that?I clench my jaw and force myself to look away, but the pain is still there.Suddenly, Vanessa lets out a gasp and pushes me aside, running towards Sebastian. Next, I watch as she crashes into him, her hands grabbing onto his suit as she buries her face against his chest.What the hell?!Sebastian

~ DAISY'S POV ~What?!No! No! No!What is he doing?!My hands shoot out and I grab his arm, trying to pull him out of the way. "Are you insane?!" I hiss at him, still trying to push him aside. "Move Sebastian! Move!"But he doesn't budge. He is a wall. A solid, stubborn wall between me and a gun. His shoulders are stiff, his back straight, and he is not moving no matter how hard I push."Move!" I try harder, hitting my palms on his back to get him to move aside. "You are being stupid Sebastian!"His hand finds mine without looking away from the gunman. His grip is firm like he is telling me without words that he is not going anywhere."Stop it Daisy," he says quietly without turning around."Stop it?!" My voice cracks. "You are going to get yourself killed! Move!""No.""Sebastian!""I said no." His voice is firm. Final. "I am not leaving you," he insists and there is something in his voice that makes my stomach twist. "I’d rather die than watch something happen to you.”My breath c

~ SEBASTIAN'S POV ~I'm literally begging a man with a gun to be merciful, and it's the most helpless I've ever felt in my entire life.I hate this. I hate sounding weak. I hate that this asshole is watching me break apart, watching me come undone because the one person I love is standing five feet away with a gun pointed at her head.But right now, I don't give a shit about my pride or my image or what anyone thinks of Sebastian King, the CEO.All I care about is keeping Daisy alive.“Please,” I plead again, my voice breaking. “Just—just take the gun away from her.”Jimmy stares at me for a long moment, and then he smiles. It's the kind of smile that makes my skin crawl, the kind that tells me he's enjoying every second of this.“You know what?” he says. “Watching you beg is getting boring.” He motions at two of his men with a snap of his fingers - the scarred one and another guy with a shaved head.“Tie him up,” Jimmy orders, jerking his chin toward me. “And if he so much as twitche