Winning Her Back Novels & Stories

“Wow, man. That’s some fucked-up shit.” “Tell me about it,” I said and only then, picked the glass up and let the liquor glide gently over my lips. “She’s still there?” he asked. “Yes. She came back all of a sudden. She said she missed me. She said she was done with her so-called scholarship.” Jake raised an eyebrow. “Scholarship? I thought you told me that was bull.” “It was,” I said. “But I don’t know what to say anymore.” Jake took a drink from his glass. “And now she’s back living in your house?”

"Lucas, I don't care anymore. Don’t you get it?... Please leave before I call security." Lucas didn’t move immediately. He just stared, as if searching for something in my expression. As though desperately seeking to see a sign that I still loved him. It reminded me of my desperation to see a flicker of love in his eyes three years ago. Then, finally, he nodded, shoving his hands deeper into his pockets. I could see his struggle, but I didn't care. “This isn’t over. You are mine, Elena, and I will do all in my power to win you back,” he murmured.

But when they broke the vow later on, people would wonder why anyone believed in them in the first place. But I chose to trust in Landon. I wanted to believe in myself too. I wanted to believe that I was worthy of being loved. I wanted to believe that true love wouldn't be betrayed. On the day Landon and I got engaged, I received a package from Gold City. Inside was the wedding dress I had once bought. It was the one that Hansen had gotten a master tailor to restore. There was even a handwritten card inside. Hansen wrote, "Christine, I will always wait for you."

Chapter 178: Winning Her Back Travis POV One day, I found out that she was a wedding organizer, so I intentionally told Stacy to approach their company. And I wasn't expecting that Diego would appear to be the owner. I found out that both of them have been working together for years. I got jealous and mad, but I had to disregard my feelings and focus on how to get Jasmine back. I did everything just to get her attention and talk to her. Years have passed, and she's even getting more gorgeous. I couldn't explain how happy I was when I saw him working with me.

I have to fix everything I broke. Outside her window, the sun was setting, painting the sky in shades of orange and red. A new beginning. Or perhaps, a second chance at the beginning she'd thrown away.?

He must be furious! [Feels good! The spot's finally back where it belongs. First step in crushing that impostor's dream!] [Nice one, Horace! Dump the trashy troublemaker girl, go to the same university as the female lead, and take back everything that belongs to you. That's the real heir storyline!] I didn't say a word. Horace let out a deep breath, as if he was finally releasing all the frustration he had carried since being reborn. "Brian, I'm really sorry about this, but this admission spot was always supposed to be mine. Getting back what belongs to me feels pretty damn good. Without a top university on your record… What do you think you'll ever amount to?"

“I know that whatever you felt for her, whatever you’re feeling right now standing in the rain trying to figure out how to get her back, you threw it away the moment you told that doctor to continue.” “She’s going to win the board vote tonight” I continued. “She’s going to take back her company. She’s going to dismantle everything you built using her body. And there is absolutely nothing you can do to stop any of it.” I stepped slightly closer. “But if you go anywhere near her today, if you let her see your face before she’s finished taking back what belongs to her, you’re going to remind her of every reason she loved you..” “You think I don’t know that?” he said quietly.

But I can also see how she fights it, how she buries every flicker of feeling beneath her anger. Damn it, I still remember the way she stared at me, completely lost to her own thoughts. She can deny it all she wants, but I smelled her arousal, and it filled me with hope that I am not the only one caught in this pull. A little more patience, and I know I will win her heart.