Semua Bab Win His Ex-Wife Back!: Bab 71 - Bab 80

CELESTINE’s P O V‘‘Thank you for helping me…’’ I heaved a sigh as I stepped back and then pretended that I was dusting off my dress before looking up at Arnold. ‘‘To repay you, I promise that I won’t tell my sister that you came out to wander, or… whatever covert business you have here. Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me…’’I had the impression that Arnold was just going to nod his head and then leave, so, I was taken aback when he took a step forward, wrapped his arm around my waist, and pulled me closer to him.When he cupped his free hand around my chin and compelled me to look at him, I let out a gasp. ‘‘Celestine…’’ he mumbled in a low voice. ‘‘I had no idea that you were so skilled at distorting the truth, hmmm...?’’I smiled and looked squarely into his blue eyes, making no attempt to deflect or avoid his forthrightness in any way. On the contrary, I knew that there was a kind of cunningness that he’d see in my eyes.I averted my gaze for an instant, then slowly stretche

CELESTINE’s POV‘‘Are you blind or something?’’ Cynthia didn’t want to stop. ‘‘Don’t you know what kind of girl she is? She’s like a malignant tumor in the city! Don’t you know that she seduced the boyfriend of her own sister? Don’t you know that she’s letting other men use her body for money?’’ as soon as those words rang out, the music abruptly stopped.The host held the microphone in a death grip and froze for a moment.Julian became completely still, and after he had recovered enough to look around, he discovered that everyone was staring at us. He cast a worrying look at me before he faced his spoiled brat cousin.‘‘She’s just a dispensable used girl! A mistress and a whore! Why in the name of God would you want to be with such a woman?! Your mom and dad will never be able to accept her!’’‘‘Cynthia, enough!’’ Julian had no idea how to stop this spoiled brat girl, so he decided to grab her arm and drag her out of the stage.‘‘Where are you taking me?’’ She was thrashing around, d

CELESTINE’s P O V‘‘Celestine... I was wondering if you want to talk to dad about this first…’’ I turned to look at Leina when she asked about me staying at the Maxwell’s villa and teaching Cynthia, but I couldn't help but catch a glimpse of Arnold, who was standing off to the side but exuding a cold demeanor.‘‘I think, there’s no need for that…’’ I smiled sweetly at her. ‘‘Don't be concerned, my dear sister; I will do everything in my power to succeed in this role...’’Her expression became more serious, and I could almost feel her clenching her teeth. When she smiled back at me, I was taken aback, and then she leaned over and whispered something in my ear. ‘‘Damn you, Celestine! You're going to be sorry you did this...’’I took a few steps back and grabbed Julian's arm, at which point I felt him flinch from my touch.‘‘Julian... I was wondering if you could kindly accompany me to Maxwell’s villa, while I do my job…’’ I said in a dramatic tone, which caused Leina's eyes to become ve

ARNOLD'S P O VThe beautiful woman was tucked up in a ball on my bed, appearing to be sound asleep. Nobody knew that the moment I laid eyes on her, my heart suddenly calmed down and it made me wonder how this woman even in her sleep did this to me.‘‘Celestine...’’ I said as I reached out and tucked the hair behind her ear after giving it a light sweep across her face.‘‘Don't leave me...’’ she mumbled, her eyes still closed. It appeared as though she was having a nightmare. ‘‘Would You please stay...?’’She quickly wrapped her arms around my waist and buried her head in my chest her body shook violently.‘‘Don't go, mom...’’ She snorted, pleading. ‘‘Don't leave me…’’I was slightly stunned. She was having a dream of her mother.‘‘I’m hurting…’’ she murmured again. ‘‘I've never been in so much pain in my life…’’ she whimpered, her tone so full of anguish that it couldn't help but shake.Her cries got softer and softer, and I couldn't help but notice how tightly closed her eyes were an

CELESTINE’s POV‘‘First of all… you asked me, who I thought I was? I'm going to pose the same question to you. Who do you think you are, Cynthia?’’Cynthia was at a loss for words.‘‘Second… you look down on mistresses, bitches, and shameless women; however, now it will be exactly this same mistress, bitch, and shameless woman who will be teaching you etiquette and educating you! If that's the case, does that put you in a higher tier than the whore, bitch, and shameless woman you're conversing with?!’’She couldn’t find a word to retort as she opened her mouth and then closed it again.‘‘Third… I am indeed from the island, but must the people there be exceptionally filthy? Do you think you are that clean, because your body is reeking of all kinds of stinky perfume, it makes me want to throw up!’’I breathed.‘‘Fourth… my height is five feet and seven inches, and my weight is one hundred twenty pounds. Do you have any further questions?’’Cynthia was speechless for a brief period of ti