Winning Her Heart Back Novels & Stories

She whispered, her lips shaking like she was trying to contain her anger. "I didn't……" Before I could speak further, she interrupted me, yelling. "For several years, I worked damn hard to win his heart! I did everything I could just to make him look at me. I did shits I would never do just to get him to love me just as much I loved him but that never happened. Then you came into his life and somehow, magically found a way to trap his heart." Her expressions kept changing from angry to sad with every sentence she made.

Losing her had been the biggest mistake of his life. And winning her back was going to be far harder than falling in love with her had ever been.

This was choosing sanity over chaos, safety over ruin. I walked to the armchair and picked up the silver dress. The silk was cool and slippery against my fingers. Expensive. Perfect. The uniform for Operation: Fall in Love with Michael. Failure was not an option. I couldn’t afford the luxury of a heart that yearned for broken things. I had to rewire myself. Methodically. Relentlessly. I would focus on his good qualities, his loyalty, his stability, his obvious devotion. I would savor his touches, memorize his compliments, immerse myself in the life he offered. I would kiss him again, and again, and again, until my body learned to respond, until my traitorous heart finally got the message. I

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.

As if trapped in an invisible prison, he remained rooted to the spot as he told me, "Ms. Ingram, you can hate me." The second half of his statement had been too soft, and I'd forgotten it for too long. Now it suddenly thundered in my mind like lightning. He'd said, "But you will eventually return to me." Yes, I had ultimately returned from Westbrook to Northbrook. I was back to face the person I had wanted to escape since my youth. His love was just too intense, too direct, yet too rigid. I now frowned deeply with my lips pressed together, unsure of what to say.

We spoke briefly and that was all, though I could tell he wanted the conversation to linger, I didn’t give him room. “Victor…” I smiled. He took my hands in his, pecked them, his eyes not leaving mine. There was something about Victor Hart, something too hard to ignore. He had such charm that could sweep any woman off her feet, and he was also scandal-free. He was single too. Rumors were that his last girlfriend cheated on him, and since then, he had kept to himself. My heart fluttered when his gaze lingered. Since Lucas, no man had been able to reach me, and it was deliberate. All I lived for was my children and my business. Then maybe revenge? I wasn’t sure. But a part of me still wanted L

One stretched out his hand, as he tried to explain things to them. I loved the way they are all looking so confused. "Why would he like a girl like that? There are a lot of girls out there. Take a look at me for example." One of the ladies who was with them touched he jaw as she admired herself. Pfft! What made her think I would like her? I never thought of any girls except from Erika. She was the only one that could make her heart flutter without even trying to hard. Just the thought of her alone brought me this kind of happiness that I couldn't explain.

He whined once again, and Mason didn't have any option at this point, knowing he was never going to stop until he forced words out of him. "Ugh! You are so annoying! Fine! Here is what you should do. Win her heart back, and take her back," Mason shrugged, and he grabbed a pillow angrily and threw it at him. "You know you are making things worse for me, right? What the fuck was that? You are asking me to win her heart back, how the fuck do you expect me to do that when you are not even helping me," He groaned as he ran his fingers through his hair, and Mason smirked at him.

She looked surprised, “How are you planning on fixing this? You can’t drive her out because she’s carrying your child Ashton and besides you and Arabella are already divorced. You can’t have her back.” “We are divorced, Mom not enemies. I made a mistake once but that doesn’t mean she won’t forgive me. She will, mom, I know Arabella very well. She’s one of a kind with a heart as pure as the sky, she will forgive me. I just need to act on it before it’s too late.” And I mean it. With Castillo hovering around her, I’m sure it would not take long before she falls for him. But I wasn’t going to let that happen. I will fight for Arabella and get her back.

The feeling is out of this world. “I won again,” she says haughtily and my cock hardens again. Fuck. She won indeed. But that’s not the only thing she won that night. She won my heart. But it should belong to my fated mate… the hell should I do?