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Winning My Ex-Crush 117: All This Time
Laird’s POVFenella and I were still sitting on the balcony. Even as night fell, we devoted our time fully to understanding each other. I was already on my third cigarette.At first, I thought I wanted to bury all the bad memories from high school, but it turned out that those feelings kept piling up. Resentment and trauma remained. So, I gave Fenella and myself the chance to talk about it. There was no need to avoid or hide the frustrations I'd been holding onto for so long.Now, I felt certain that we wouldn't be able to maintain this relationship if we didn't openly confront our emotional wounds."That's how I've felt all this time, Laird. In my view, you have always disappointed me. You always chose to distance yourself and leave me when things got bad.""I think I want to face my feelings properly. I want our relationship to succeed, so I know now it's time to resolve all the grudges and mistrust I have towards you." She looked at me as I processed everything she had said."If af
Last Updated : 2024-08-04Winning My Ex-Crush 118: The Fake One
Laird’s POVCome on, even if she said her name multiple times, I would still try to forget it. I didn't know why she thought I would welcome her feelings. Again, I didn't want to be full of myself, but she always bothered me, whether in classes or on the baseball field.Well, I have to admit, she was physically attractive. I even thought she looked a bit like Fenella. Her hair was bright and straight blonde, just like Fenella's. However, her lips were too thin for my taste. Her blue eyes were darker, unlike Fenella's bright irises, like a summer sky.In terms of body language and personality, I never liked Amy. If I had to write down all the differences between Amy and Fenella, it would probably take me at least 24 hours to finish.Even so, I still tried to be nice to Amy because she seemed to be Fenella's best friend. Although I didn't know why she insisted on being friends with Amy, I respected her decision."Laird, I didn't know you were alone. Would you like me to accompany you to
Last Updated : 2024-08-04Winning My Ex-Crush 119: Ghost from The Past
Fenella’s POVMy mouth hung open in disbelief at everything Laird told me. So, Amy was behind all my bad luck all this time? My bully was the one who had been the wall between Laird and me.I had suspected Amy for a long time that she was the cause of my plan's failure at prom night. But I never expected her to accuse me like that in front of Laird."So, is that the real reason you rejected me back then?"He sighed deeply. His cigarette was finished, the story had been pieced together, and now all that was left was regret that came too late. Laird shrugged."I've been a jerk, Fenella. My mistake all this time was jumping to conclusions too quickly and getting angry without confirming things with you. Even now, I admit my anger still leads me to make irrational decisions.""So, about the type of girl you like being a model or Charlotte McMillian—""It was all nonsense that blurted out. I told you, I just randomly pointed at a billboard." Laird cut me off.I pressed my lips tightly toge
Last Updated : 2024-08-05Winning My Ex-Crush 120: Biting the Bait
Fenella’s POV"Please, Fenella. Stop with this silent treatment.”Jessy begged me. I hadn’t spoken to him for over a week, hadn't responded to his messages, and hadn't answered his calls. Maybe I was being immature and should have been more professional, but I was still upset with him.I had learned that the key to a good relationship is communication. That's what I learned with Laird. But honestly, that advice only applies to people I really want to keep in my life. Toxic people like Alan, or those who claim to be friends but are never there when I need them, like Jessy, are the kind of people I need to cut out of my life. Unfortunately, Jessy was still my agent, and Alan was still my boss. Nothing had changed, even though I wished it would."Fenella, come on. It’s been a week," he said firmly, trying to intimidate me like he always did when we argued. Of course, I still ignored him. I had just finished recording and shooting the commercial for Muses perfume. Jessy had chased me i
Last Updated : 2024-08-05Winning My Ex-Crush 121: Resignation Letter
Fenella’s POV"I want to quit," I said as I placed the white envelope on Alan's desk.Alan looked at the envelope and raised one eyebrow. I had prepared myself for Alan's possible outburst, knowing how he could become extremely temperamental when he was angry. Everyone knew how Alan could be very volatile when upset.I swallowed hard, bracing myself for Alan's reaction, but he simply remained seated in his chair. He tapped his pen on his hand. Alan just sat there, staring at the envelope, with both elbows resting on the armrests of his chair.After a while, he finally swiveled his chair to face me directly. He uncrossed his legs and propped both elbows on the desk.I tightened my fingers around my small white bag. My body was stiff in the chair, waiting for Alan's reaction as if I were awaiting a judge's verdict. He then looked at me coldly."Is this an April Fool's joke?" He asked, frowning with a raised eyebrow, dismissing me."It's December 1st, Alan, not April 1st. This is not a j
Last Updated : 2024-08-06Winning My Ex-Crush 122: My Supermodel
Fenella’s POV"Is that so? That's incredible, baby!""Yes!" He laughed.My eyes widened, and a wide smile spread across my face. My expression mirrored Laird's, who also appeared delighted by this joyful news. We embraced tightly, and Laird even spontaneously lifted my body. He even spun us around for a moment with our enthusiastic laughter.When Laird seemed to start coming down from his excitement, he gently set me back down. He was panting, his face flushed, and his lips curled into a joyful smile."Congratulations, honey," I whispered softly and then kissed his cheek."Thank you, hun. It's all thanks to you," he stroked my cheek with his thumb.
Last Updated : 2024-08-06Winning My Ex-Crush 123: For Safety Measure
Fenella’s POV"Hello, Jessy."I picked up the call from my agent. Yes, up until now, he was still my agent, and I still had to answer his calls. He was still my friend because we had made amends, and I had forgiven him for the incident in Mexico.In the end, I swallowed my pride and became a good friend to him again. He was struggling with his relationship with Mike. Honestly, I couldn't bear to leave him when he needed my help."Fenella, forgive me." His voice was hoarse, and he sounded like he had been crying.Oh no. What's happening now?"What's wrong, Jessy?" I asked, furrowing my brow."It's an emergency. It's a mess, and you were right; it's all my fault," Jessy whimpered with tears in between his words."Jessy, what is it? Tell me." I knew this would be terrible news.I sat on the sofa, preparing for all the bad news that was about to hit me this time. My heart was pounding fast, and Jessy slowly stopped crying. I sat up straight, sharpening my ears."Alan said you had submitte
Last Updated : 2024-08-07Winning My Ex-Crush 124: Alan's Tilted Stage
Fenella’s POV"Is this how you treat me? You said you would protect me."I barged into Alan’s office first thing in the morning. My steps thudded, and I nearly slammed his desk if I hadn’t restrained myself. Jessy stood behind me, trembling with fear.“Good morning, Fenella. Tea?” Alan asked with a smile, raising his teacup.“Cut the act.” I scowled and glared at him.“I’m just acting normal, as usual. It’s you who’ve been out of control lately,” he shrugged and sipped his tea casually.“Why did you have to mess up my life and career?”“No, Fenella. You’ve messed up your own life and career. I’m actually trying to save you from ruin,” he said, setting his teacup back on the desk.“Oh, right, you’ve cornered me into a dirty project I can’t avoid. Thanks for trapping me,” I hissed, leaning over the desk and propping my hands on it.“Hey, you’re the one who signed the contract, not me. No one forced you to sign it, did they? Did I kidnap you and threaten to cut off your pinky if you didn
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Winning My Ex-Crush 208: You and I
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Winning My Ex-Crush 207: Objections!
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Fenella’s POV“Honey, you looked absolutely stunning,” my mother said. “Thank you, Mom.” I smiled wide upon hearing my mother's compliment. She handed me a bouquet of wedding flowers that was a mix of pink, red, and white colors. I then grabbed the small bouquet and held it tightly. “I couldn’t believe we pulled this off all in just a week.” My mother shook her head, her eyes wide. “We even thought to get married the day after he proposed, but I remembered your words about wanting to prepare every detail of my wedding. You only have one chance because I'm your only daughter, so here we are.”“I just hoped those fruit tarts and crab cakes would be enough for all the guests.” “It’s okay, Mom. If the food wasn’t enough, we could stuff them with the wedding cake. That’s the job of the five-tier cake you ordered.”“You're right. I'm grateful that Mrs. Maddox's bakery shop is willing to take on the order." She sighed and stared at my face."Oh, I wish your father could see you, even th
Winning My Ex-Crush 205: Will You?
Fenella’s POV“Fenella.”“Yes, Laird.”Laird called me right after I arrived at the apartment.“Where are you right now?”“I'm at the apartment,” I replied quickly as I grabbed a glass of mineral water from the dispenser.“Oh, thank goodness. I'm on my way home,” he said.The apartment door opened, and I immediately saw Laird's figure enter. My mouth was slightly agape, with my eyes widening. My forehead wrinkled as I watched him walk in. I glanced at the clock on the table and realized it was 2 p.m.“Fenella,” he called in his distinctively low voice.He stepped inside and met me in the kitchen. I hurriedly set my water glass down on the dining table. For some reason, Laird's face looked different. There was a hint of a happy smile on his face, though the look in his eyes was dark, and I couldn't describe the meaning behind it.“You're home? One second you're calling me, the next you're standing in front of me,” I chuckled.Suddenly, he let down his backpack on the floor. Then he hug
Winning My Ex-Crush 204: Daddy Issues
Laird’s POVI took several deep breaths and let them out. I couldn't help but feel uneasy and anxious, and various bad thoughts were raging in my mind. My hands repeatedly smoothed my tie or combed my hair. Hell, I couldn't calm myself down!This wasn't the first time my father had gone this far. Using bodyguards to pick up other people by force, who does he think he is?I hate his methods. He's called the shark of the legal world for a reason. This is how he acts. Stalking, coercing, and making people bend to his will until they're crushed by Hugo Evans' ambition.Now he was after Fenella. He flew from Boston to New York for her. I just knew it.I almost know what my father wants from my girlfriend. Maybe he wants to tell her to stay away like some of the girls I dated at university. It could also be that he wanted to ask about the case involving me and Malgolm Golden together.Whatever it was, I was waiting for a call or mes
Winning My Ex-Crush 203: Please Don’t Preach
Fenella’s POVMy eyes blinked after hearing Mr. Evans' words. My brow furrowed as I tried to understand his reasoning and failed miserably. I remained silent, but eventually, my heart was stirred to dig deeper.“Excuse me? Why is that?” I asked slowly, being careful not to make a misstep.“Because he helped my enemy,” Mr. Evans replied firmly.Again, I could only blink. An enemy? Yes, Laird had told me how Mr. Golden had an affair with his mother. But wasn’t that ten years ago? In fact, Mr. Evans had been busy with his young girlfriend.Still, Laird had helped to do the right thing. I didn’t want to argue with him, but I began to feel that Mr. Evans' disappointment in Laird was beyond reason.“But he helped capture criminals. He has contributed to the community.” I voiced my opinion again and swallowed to ease my nervousness.“You don’t know anything, kid. He helped my arch-enemy without considering my feelings.” Mr. Evans scoffed in frustration. “How dare he? Sometimes Laird can be u
Winning My Ex-Crush 202: Live Location
Fenella’s POVI willingly got into the black van, leaving Jessy alone on the sidewalk. I was sure he would immediately contact Laird. Maybe he would explain the situation to him, and Laird would call me right away.Sure enough, my phone rang just minutes after the van had driven away from Laird’s office building. I answered the call immediately.“Hello, Laird.”“Hey, Fenella. What is this about Jessy seeing you being abducted by a black van? He said you willingly got into the vehicle and mentioned it was my father’s men.”Laird asked with tension in his voice. His breath sounded hurried on the phone, but I didn’t want to make him more anxious.Well, yes, I was panicking too because suddenly I had been approached by men in black suits who resembled mafia. However, they mentioned Hugo Evans, Laird’s father. I didn’t want to give his father a bad impression, or I would lose th
