All Chapters of Five Years Too Late, Ex-husband!: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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The Price Of Arrogance.

~ DAISY’S POV ~Vanessa’s face looks ashen white as she stares at Damien Hudson in shock and fear. Her mouth opens and closes like a fish gasping for water, but no words come out.She looks like she has just seen a ghost, or worse, the man who holds her entire future in his hands.And now, the entire store has grown silent, even the cashier sitting at the far end has stopped scanning items.The security guards have pulled back, their faces in shock as they realize they almost put their hands in the woman Damien Hudson is currently protecting. Even the director, Mr. Johnson has grown silent. I look back at Vanessa.Her eyes are still wide and fixed on the man who is still gripping her wrist. She tries to speak again but her voice is a mess of broken sounds.“D-Damien… I… you're… why are you…”She stammers, her jaw trembling. The confidence she had just seconds ago, when she was mocking me and calling the guards has vanished. It's gone.But Vanessa isn't a woman who stays down for lo

The Debts Are Paid.

~ VANESSA'S POV ~Mr. Johnson's words are still ringing in my ears like a death sentence.Me? A cheap fraud who sells herself? Me, a joke? And he will put it on every headline.My heart is thrashing against my ribs and I can feel the sweat pooling at the back of my neck. I look around the store and for the first time, I feel little.I look at Damien but his face does not look friendly. He is looking at me like I am something he needs to wipe off the bottom of his shoe. And then there is Daisy.She is standing there, perfectly calm, watching me with a look of triumph.I know I have no choice. If Mr. Johnson talks, if he tells the media about last night… I am finished. My career is over. My social life is dead. I'll just be a disgraced woman who sold herself for some cash.I can't let that happen.I swallow hard, the bile rising in my throat. I look at Daisy, my hands trembling against the floor.“I… I'm sorry,” I whisper, the words feeling like a bitter taste in my mouth.“What was tha

The Rival

~ DAISY'S POV~ Damien is still looking at me with those intense, dark eyes. He is waiting for my answer. A date. He actually asked me on a date.Part of me wants to say no immediately. My mind flashes back to five years ago… to the pain, the betrayal and the way the world turned its back on me. I've spent so long building a shell around myself. I've spent so long making sure no one can get close enough to hurt me again, especially this sudden request of his.I open my mouth to refuse. The words are right there on the tip of my tongue.But then, I look around the store. I see the empty space where Vanessa was just kneeling. I see Mr. Johnson, who is probably still shaking in the back room. None of this would have happened if Damien hadn't stepped in. He didn't just protect me, he gave me the power to take my dignity back. He stood by me when everyone else was ready to throw me to the wolves. I take a breath, my shoulders dropping just a little.“A date?” I repeat, crossing my arms

Mine.

~ SEBASTIAN'S POV ~My blood is boiling and it feels hot. I don't even know if I'm making a scene and if I'm making a scene, I don't care.Why would Damien tell me I don't know how to treat a lady? Who does he think he is? Oh gosh! I just want to land a punch to his face.Damien is standing in my way like a wall and his chest is puffed out. I can tell he's trying to play the hero. “Step aside, Damien,” I grit my teeth, my voice coming out with a threat I don't bother to hide. “This has nothing to do with you. Mind your own business and get out of my face.”I don't wait for him to move. I reach out and shove his shoulder, trying to push him out of the way so I can get closer to Daisy. I need to get through to her. I need her to look at me not him. Damien doesn't budge. He stands his ground. “I'm making it my business, Sebastian. She told you to leave.” “I don't give a damn what you think!” I snap.Suddenly, Daisy stands up. The chair screeches against the floor, causing a sharp, pi

Who Hurt You?

~ DAMIEN'S POV ~I am standing in the middle of the lounge and for the first time in my life, I feel like a fool.I can still hear Sebastian's voice ringing in my ears. She is mine. He really said she is his.The words are like a poison gas, almost choking the life out of me. I'm still standing, carried away by the words which Sebastian uttered. I am still staring at the spot where Sebastian stood and the empty chair where Daisy was sitting just a moment ago.I am in total shock. My hands are folded into fists at my sides.Mine?He said it with such conviction. He said it like he was stating a fact of the universe. And what did Daisy do?She didn't laugh in his face. She didn't tell him he was delusional. She didn't even scream at him that she belonged to no one but herself… I would have preferred that.She just… rushed out.She fled the room like she was running away from a truth she wasn't ready to face. Her silence means a lot. If she wasn't his, wouldn't she have said so? If she

Vanessa Needs Your Blood.

~ DAISY'S POV ~ Sebastian is still holding my arm, his fingers tight around my wrists as he stares at the bruise. He looks more concerned even more than me whose hand is bruised. “Who did this, Daisy?” he asks again. I look at him and suddenly, a laugh bubbles up in my throat. I can't help it so I let it out. My laugh is loud and sharp, echoing in the small booth. “You're asking me that now?” I ask, my eyes snapping to his. I don't pull my arm away but my expression changes, my heart thumping against my ribs, fueled by years of stored-up-resentment. “Why do you choose to care now, Sebastian?” I sneer. “You had time. Lots of time but you never cared. You never asked me before if I was hurting.” I feel my chest rising as I am so pissed at the moment why he only chooses to care now. “Don't act like my protector now. Don't act like you care now.” Sebastian’s entire body goes rigid. I feel his hand flinch on my wrist and his eyes flare with a sudden shock as they go wid

On One Condition.

~ DAISY'S POV ~My eyes flare in rage as I stand there, frozen right in front of the black SUV, the phone still pressed against my ear.The call has long since cut off, but the sound of my mother's voice is still echoing in my skull, mocking me.I owe her? How the hell do I owe her? What has she done for me that makes me owe her?The words feel like poison. I thought I had passed this stage already. I thought that after all these years I was gone, the truth would have eventually come out. I thought my parents would have finally opened their eyes. I thought they would have seen Vanessa for the lying, manipulative fraud she truly is.But I was wrong. I was so incredibly wrong.It doesn't matter that Vanessa is a snake. It doesn't matter that she stole my life, my reputation and the man I loved. Even now, after everything, my own flesh and blood still choose to favor her over their real daughter. They are ready to demand my very blood to save a woman who worked so hard to destroy me.Oh

Give Your Blood By Force.

~ DAISY'S POV ~Victoria freezes and for a long second, there was plain silence between us. Only the harsh sound of her breathing.She blinks calmly as if trying to process the news for a second, before her face contorts and she lets out a shrill, piercing scream that echoes off the white hospital walls.“HOW DARE YOU!”She lunges forward, her band flying through the air. She is aiming for my face, her palm open and ready to land a slap that she thinks will bring me back to my old self. She thinks she can still discipline me. She thinks she can still beat the insolence out of the girl she used to own.But I am not that girl anymore.I don't even shake. As her hand comes whistling toward my cheek, I move with a speed that shocks even me. I reach up and catch her wrist mid-air. My grip is like a shackle of cold iron.Victoria's eyes bulge. She tries to jerk her hand back but I don't let go. I propel my head forward so that my face is only inches from hers.“Don't you ever,” I hissed,

It Was All An Act.

~ VANESSA'S POV ~I see him.Sebastian is walking toward us. My heart leaps in my chest, but not with fear. No, this is what I have been waiting for. I look at Daisy and I can't stop the smug look that pulls at the corners of my mouth. I've caught her. Finally, after her games and her lying eyes, there is no way for her to escape now. She is standing there with the pen in her hand, the property papers right in front of her. With the look on her face, I can tell she is shocked. And I like that. No… I love it.I take a shallow, ragged breath, making sure I look as pathetic as possible. I let my head drop to the side, my eyes fluttering as if the very act of living is too much for me.“Sebastian…” I croak, immediately Sebastian stops right where we are. My voice sounds thin, weak and trembling but he doesn't look at me yet, still, I don't stop. I need him to hear the truth before Daisy can spin another one of her lies.“Sebastian, help me,” I sob, a single tear rolling down my cheek.

Our History.

~ DAISY'S POV ~Vanessa's face, already pale from injury, turns sickly white. She looks like all the blood has been drained from her body in a single second. She gasps so hard that she starts to choke. Her mouth hangs open, but no word comes out. Across her, Victoria looks just as horrified. Her eyes are bulging, her hands clutching her chest as she stares at Sebastian like he is a monster she doesn't recognize.I also stare at Sebastian in total shock. My heart is thumping against my ribs so hard I can hear it in my ears. He did it! He actually admitted it. He stood there in front of Vanessa, even the nurses and Victoria, and claimed the violence as his own. He didn't care about the laws, nor about the consequences. He only cared about the fact that she touched me. As I look at his cold, hard profile, my mind flashes back to the past.Five years ago, the world was a different place. I remember the day I accidentally bumped into Vanessa in the kitchen. She had a tiny scratch on h

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