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CEO’s regret: Winning my wife back Chapter 13
CHAPTER 13—ELEANORArthur stares at me, his eyes deep and unreadable, a silent plea lingering between us. I don’t know what he wants me to say, but I feel the weight of it, pressing against my ribs. There’s a warmth in his gaze, something almost desperate, but there’s also an iciness, a hesitation that makes my stomach twist.I step forward. Brave, maybe foolish. But I want this—I want to see if the heat between us is real or just another fleeting illusion.He meets me halfway.Our lips collide, rough, searching, like we’ve both been starving for something we don’t know how to name. His fingers tangle in my hair, gripping, pulling me closer until I feel the heat of his breath mix with mine. A small gasp escapes me when his teeth graze my bottom lip, and he takes the sound as permission. His hands find my waist, pressing me against him, his body warm and solid against mine.It’s intoxicating. He’s intoxicating.Arthur shifts, his grip firm but not forceful as he presses me back agains
Last Updated : 2025-04-04CEO’s regret: Winning my wife back Chapter 14
–ELEANOR-I can’t ignore the sadness gnawing at my gut or the tinge of self-loathing for giving in to Arthur’s kiss.At the mere mention of Brianna, he’s already leaving.It's not the first but it feels worse this time because we were in the middle of something intimate, something we didn't let ourselves fully explore in our marital years. It hurts and it sucks so bad."I'll be back soon." Arthur's voice is softer than usual, almost hesitant. The words linger in the air between us, and despite my efforts to ignore them, I'm forced to look at him."Wait for me." His eyes search mine, the plea in them unmistakable, but his tone carries the weight of an order.I don’t reply. Instead, I slip on my mask of nonchalance, the same one I always wear. It’s easier that way. If I let my guard down now, I might say something I’ll regret later.“Brianna has been admitted to the hospital. It’s an emergency,” he starts to explain himself “I’ll be back before you know it. I’ll wrap it up as soon as
Last Updated : 2025-04-04CEO’s regret: Winning my wife back Chapter 15
ELEANOR’s POV-—I shouldn’t have let myself slip again.The realization settles like a heavy stone in my stomach, cold and unforgiving. Arthur had abandoned me long ago, and tonight’s fleeting intimacy was nothing more than a product of his desire—a moment of weakness on my part, a mistake. I shouldn’t have let myself be fooled by this false sweetness, shouldn’t have let my heart tangle itself in the illusion that it meant something.The kisses, the touches— I drown them I bite the inside of my cheek as I pull out the photo from his wallet again, my fingers trembling slightly. The wedding picture of us stares back at me, mocking me with the innocence we once had. I bury my hope, finally.I exhale sharply and slide the wallet back into his coat. I stare at the coat, with bitterness, like it’s a person and it has done me wrong.I don’t care. I don’t care if he comes home tonight or not. I’ll enjoy the tomato soup I prepared and have a good night's sleep.And Tomorrow, I’ll return
Last Updated : 2025-04-04CEO’s regret: Winning my wife back Chapter 16
—ARTHUR.-“Would you like to ask Ms. Brianna Brown about what happened?” Liam asks, his voice cutting through my thoughts like a dull knife.Ask Brianna?I scoff without thinking. The sound comes out sharp and automatic, laced with disbelief.There’s no point. I know her. She’ll lie. She’ll twist her words into something that sounds believable, maybe even sympathetic, but it won’t be the truth. I can already see the tilt of her head, the innocent eyes, the careful pause before she spins the narrative.“I don’t need her version,” I say coldly. “Send me the surveillance file.”Liam nods and steps away. Moments later, a soft buzz pings my phone. The file arrives, waiting. I tap the screen, thumb hovering over the play button, but something in me holds back. I don’t open it.Not yet.The sterile scent of the hospital hangs in the air, sharp and too clean. The hallway feels too quiet until the heavy double doors at the end burst open.Eleanor.She’s wheeled out of the operating room, her
Last Updated : 2025-04-23CEO’s regret: Winning my wife back Chapter 1
ELEANOR— - As I lay on the bed, enveloped in my husband's warmth, I nestle my back deeply into his arms, feeling his gentle grip on my waist as he pulls me closer. Soft, tender kisses dance across my skin, sending shivers down my spine. The blood-boiling sex we shared still resonates, the lingering sensations on my skin and between my legs a reminder of our loving encounter. His arms around me tighten more and his lips press on the bane of my shoulder igniting more warmth in my body. His lips move to my neck where he kisses me passionately and excitedly and then moves to my cheeks where he places the last few kisses before letting his mouth leave me. I’d be a liar if I said I didn’t want to melt into Arthur and absorb his entirety. Surprisingly this time his touch feels more intimate than before, more secure, and more enthusiastic. It’s not unlike Arthur to touch me or kiss me, but tonight just feels different— different in a way that keeps me satisfied and pleasure-filled.
Last Updated : 2024-11-22CEO’s regret: Winning my wife back Chapter 2
ELEANOR— I don’t know how much I cried last night before falling asleep, my body eventually surrendering to drowsiness. But the remnants of my tears still linger, a stinging sensation in my eyes and a dull ache in my chest. My face feels stiff this morning, the muscles strained from holding back sobs last night, while my eyes throb with a heavy, unshed weight. I touch the empty bed beside me and take hold of the empty house. I’m always used to an empty house; Arthur is a working man and he often leaves me home alone. But today’s emptiness feels so hollow, so deep and so solemn. I make my way to the kitchen to drown my stomach in water, only to meet a huge note on the kitchen island. A note that says: “I’ll prepare the divorce papers as soon as possible and send them to you ‘Arthur— I bite back a curse, my fingers crumpling the paper in my hand, but I manage to keep my emotions in check. Arthur seems unfazed about this whole thing, and I will try to follow his lead. I po
Last Updated : 2024-11-22CEO’s regret: Winning my wife back Chapter 3
—ELEANOR. - The next day, as the late afternoon sun casts its warm, golden light over Cindy's cozy home, I make my way towards Arthur and my heart skips a beat as I see Arthur emerge from the sleek vehicle, his eyes scanning the surroundings before settling on the front door. Right on schedule, he's arrived to take me on our planned visit to see his grandmother, Cassandra. I slide into Arthur's car, the familiar scent and surroundings choking me with nostalgia. My heart tugs at itself. Because we’re visiting one of Arthur’s dearest families. Who has also become mine? It’s not right to pay his grandmother a visit when we’re supposed to be Ex-husband and wife. It’s deception. But I can’t refuse his request to visit his grandmother, Cassandra is way too nice and she’s like my own family already, she’s the closest thing to a parent to me. This divorce will not just be breaking Arthur and me. As we buckle up, Arthur turns to me, a small box unexpectedly appearing in his h
Last Updated : 2024-11-22CEO’s regret: Winning my wife back Chapter 4
ELEANOR- It’s crazy, that during my four years of being married to this man, I’ve never seen such an outburst from him, such visible livid fumes curling out of his ears. He is making me feel small and I wish for nothing but the ground to open up and swallow me. I just wanted to help. I didn’t mean to cause any ruckus. I never could have imagined that a single phone call could trigger such a drastic chain of events. But as I stand there, frozen in shock, I realize that it's not just the call itself - it's the venomous words that spill from Arthur's lips like poison. My heart plummets into my stomach as I watch him unleash a fury I've never seen before. His eyes blaze with a fierce intensity, and his voice is low and menacing. "If anything happens to Brianna, you'd better be prepared to face the consequences," he growls, his words dripping with malice. "And worry about being able to afford to take responsibility." .Arthur spins on his heel and strides out the door, leaving me r
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—ARTHUR.-“Would you like to ask Ms. Brianna Brown about what happened?” Liam asks, his voice cutting through my thoughts like a dull knife.Ask Brianna?I scoff without thinking. The sound comes out sharp and automatic, laced with disbelief.There’s no point. I know her. She’ll lie. She’ll twist her words into something that sounds believable, maybe even sympathetic, but it won’t be the truth. I can already see the tilt of her head, the innocent eyes, the careful pause before she spins the narrative.“I don’t need her version,” I say coldly. “Send me the surveillance file.”Liam nods and steps away. Moments later, a soft buzz pings my phone. The file arrives, waiting. I tap the screen, thumb hovering over the play button, but something in me holds back. I don’t open it.Not yet.The sterile scent of the hospital hangs in the air, sharp and too clean. The hallway feels too quiet until the heavy double doors at the end burst open.Eleanor.She’s wheeled out of the operating room, her
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–ELEANOR-I can’t ignore the sadness gnawing at my gut or the tinge of self-loathing for giving in to Arthur’s kiss.At the mere mention of Brianna, he’s already leaving.It's not the first but it feels worse this time because we were in the middle of something intimate, something we didn't let ourselves fully explore in our marital years. It hurts and it sucks so bad."I'll be back soon." Arthur's voice is softer than usual, almost hesitant. The words linger in the air between us, and despite my efforts to ignore them, I'm forced to look at him."Wait for me." His eyes search mine, the plea in them unmistakable, but his tone carries the weight of an order.I don’t reply. Instead, I slip on my mask of nonchalance, the same one I always wear. It’s easier that way. If I let my guard down now, I might say something I’ll regret later.“Brianna has been admitted to the hospital. It’s an emergency,” he starts to explain himself “I’ll be back before you know it. I’ll wrap it up as soon as
CEO’s regret: Winning my wife back Chapter 13
CHAPTER 13—ELEANORArthur stares at me, his eyes deep and unreadable, a silent plea lingering between us. I don’t know what he wants me to say, but I feel the weight of it, pressing against my ribs. There’s a warmth in his gaze, something almost desperate, but there’s also an iciness, a hesitation that makes my stomach twist.I step forward. Brave, maybe foolish. But I want this—I want to see if the heat between us is real or just another fleeting illusion.He meets me halfway.Our lips collide, rough, searching, like we’ve both been starving for something we don’t know how to name. His fingers tangle in my hair, gripping, pulling me closer until I feel the heat of his breath mix with mine. A small gasp escapes me when his teeth graze my bottom lip, and he takes the sound as permission. His hands find my waist, pressing me against him, his body warm and solid against mine.It’s intoxicating. He’s intoxicating.Arthur shifts, his grip firm but not forceful as he presses me back agains
CEO’s regret: Winning my wife back Chapter 12
—ELEANOR-I don’t want to kiss Arthur. I have no intention to.We are getting a divorce and this kiss— this moment will only push us and hurt us in an unbridled way.My head is saying no but my body is submitting to his lips on mine, creating an apocalypse that I cannot fathom.I open my mouth and welcome him in, and our bodies collide, sending electric shocks through my nerves.The kiss leaves me breathless, my mind spinning, my body betraying me in ways I refuse to acknowledge.Just the two of us, inside this elevator, this limited space that only us can feel. My fingers still tremble from where they had clung to Arthur’s shirt, as if anchoring myself to reality, to something tangible. But reality is a cruel thing.Arthur pulls away slightly, his breath warm against my lips. His sharp eyes, always unreadable, soften just enough to make my stomach twist. As he catches his breath, he asks the question that makes my heart stumble.“Do you regret marrying me?”The words hit me harder
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—ELEANOR. -The air feels thick as I step out of Justin’s car, my pulse quickening. Arthur stands in front of Cindy’s apartment building, his presence impossible to ignore. His sharp gaze flicks to me, then shifts to Justin as we approach.His tired hazel eyes don't fail to show how obnoxious he finds the duo in front of him.He proceeds to glare at Justin.Justin, ever composed, greets him politely. “Mr. Newton, CEO of HT Global Enterprise, it’s an honor to meet you.” His voice is smooth, respectful—but firm. It’s no surprise he recognizes Arthur.Arthur is a big shot. Justin reaches into his pocket with practiced ease, retrieving a sleek business card between his fingers. With a smooth motion, he hands it over, his lips curving into a confident smile.“I’m Justin Cent, director of Melodias Music School,” he announces, his voice carrying the crisp professionalism of a man who knows his name holds weight. “I didn’t expect to run into you tonight, not in a city this vast. Meeting A
CEO’s regret: Winning my wife back Chapter 10
—ELEANORThe night is still young, but exhaustion weighs on my limbs as I watch my colleagues gather their things. The company dinner we just had, had been nothing short of indulgent, and I can still feel the satisfying heaviness in my stomach from the rich food.Despite the lingering warmth of laughter and conversation, I have no desire to linger. The urge to slip away unnoticed pulls at me.I reach for my bag, pulling it close as I lower my head, ready to disappear into the night before anyone notices.But a familiar voice calling out my name makes me freeze.“Eleanor”I turn slightly, finding Justin, the school’s music director— my boss— standing a few feet away, hands tucked casually into his pockets. He’s watching me with that easy, confident smile of his.“Justin” I say awkwardly, He approaches me. “Let me drive you home.”I immediately start to shake my head. “Ah… you don’t have to,” I say, keeping my voice light but firm. “I can manage.”“It’s okay, it’s nothing,
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—ARTHUR When I get back to the company, my assistant Liam is already waiting for me in my office. His expression is neutral, but I can tell he doesn’t have the answer I want.“Sir, I checked thoroughly. Justin has no known alias named Leon.”I nod, dismissing him with a wave, but frustration churns inside me. I hate how I’m feeling so wormy on the inside about all of this. So unsettled.The image of Eleanor smiling at the damn director strikes my mental screen and I curse under my breath.Agitated, I pull out my phone and call Klaus.He’s what one would call a best friend. I hardly befriend people. Klaus is an exception.“I need a drink,” I say the moment he picks up.Klaus lets out a short laugh. “You? Something must be up, what bee has stung you?” “I’m not in the mood for jokes.” I sigh.“Fine, fine. I’ll meet you at the usual spot.” He says, his tone dropping with ornery.**By the time I arrive at the bar of one of the exclusive hotels in town, Klaus is already there, two glas
CEO’s regret: Winning my wife back Chapter 8
—ARTHUR.-Last night was a mess. An off-the-counter kind of mess.I was drunk and disheveled and Brianna came onto me and decided to kiss me in the most back-hurting position where I couldn’t break it off easily and as fast as possible and Eleanor just had to walk in on us.I hate that she saw us like that, and I hate the way she stormed off.That incident still infuriates me today, and nothing will deter me from having a conversation with Eleanor. I'll even cut my meeting short if necessary to make sure I get the chance to talk to her.Feeling more than sobered up, I get into my car and make my way to Melodia Music School.I am confronting Eleanor right now and nothing’s going to stop that.I detest misunderstanding.I pull up in front of The school and make my way into the school building not caring if my car gets towed with my wrong parking.I haven’t been here before, I don’t know where these halls lead to and I don’t know where Eleanor’s office is.As I make my way down the hall
