All Chapters of Winning Back My Ex Fiancée's Heart: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

★★★★★Pete turned his head toward Rebecca, his gaze sharp and deliberate, a gleam of purpose in his eyes. He took a measured step toward her, ignoring her subtle attempt to retreat into the shadows. Before she could react, his hand shot out, grasping hers firmly. Her fingers balled into a fist and trembled under his grip, betraying her inner turmoil."This," Pete began, his voice echoing through the room as he pulled Rebecca to the front of the stage, "is someone I would like everyone to know."Rebecca stumbled slightly, her composure momentarily slipping as she found herself under the full glare of the spotlight. The murmurs in the audience swelled, curious eyes flitting between Pete and Rebecca. Her heart thundered in her chest, her mind racing with thoughts of how to escape the moment.Pete’s grip on Rebecca’s hand tightened, his voice steady yet filled with emotion. "She is someone I’ve lost my heart to," he said, his gaze locking with Rebecca’s wide, shocked eyes. "I’ve been plan

★★★★Edward’s sharp gaze landed on the audience before it came to a halt on Pete, silencing the room with a single look. His stride was deliberate as he climbed the steps to the stage, exuding a controlled fury that made the air feel heavy. Veronica, for a second, felt lightning strike her brain because he was supposed to be in a business meeting with her father. Then how come he appeared here? "Who permitted you to step into my studio? This is my show and my place and you are not welcome here!" Pete shouted, his anger dripping from his voice. “Your place?” Edward repeated, his voice deceptively calm, yet each word carried the weight of a storm brewing. His eyes flicked to Pete, then to Veronica, who stood frozen, clutching the microphone like a lifeline. “Your show? Funny how quickly you claim ownership of things you can barely control.”Pete squared his shoulders, trying to mask his unease. “You’re trespassing. You have no right to be here—”“I have every right,” Edward cut him o

★★★★"Yes," Edward admitted, his voice barely above a whisper, the weight of the confession heavy on his chest. "She told me not to marry you." His breath fell into the silence between them, hanging in the empty space like an unresolved chord.Rebecca’s eyes narrowed, a mixture of confusion and disbelief flickering across her face. She took a small step closer, her voice sharp and demanding. "Then why did you marry me?" she asked, her tone rising slightly. "You broke off the engagement—fulfilled her request, didn’t you? So why now, Edward? Why come back into my life, dragging all this with you?"Her questioning gaze pierced through him, the strong frown etched on her forehead a stark reminder of her growing frustration.Edward leaned back against the couch, his head tipping slightly as he exhaled. "Because..." he started, his words faltering. His eyes found hers again, softer this time, yet filled with a quiet torment. "Because I wanted to get a hold of you," Edward said, his voice f

★★★★★The waiting area had quieted down as the hospital settled into the stillness of the late night. Rebecca sat stiffly, her gaze fixed on the floor as her mother dozed off in the chair beside her. Trevor, standing awkwardly nearby, cleared his throat.“Rebecca,” he began cautiously, his voice gentle but insistent. “Edward asked me to look after you while he’s away. You’ve been here all day. Why don’t you head home for a while? Rest. I’ll stay here and update you the moment anything happens.”Rebecca’s head snapped up, her eyes flashing with irritation. “Trevor, do I look like someone who can just rest while my father is in surgery? Fighting for his life?”Trevor opened his mouth to respond, but Rebecca cut him off, rising to her feet with an edge of fury. “I don’t care what Edward told you to do. You can stand here all night playing the loyal watchdog, but don’t you dare come to me with a request like that again. It’s insulting.”Trevor held up his hands in a placating gesture

★★★★Veronica’s expression twisted into a sneer as she crossed her arms. "That’s utter nonsense. You’re telling me to believe what was said on a public stage, in front of people who barely know the whole story? Edward wouldn’t tie himself to someone like Rebecca. Her mother ruined the Harrington family! You think he’d forget that so easily?" She let out a bitter laugh, the disbelief in her voice thick.Her mother’s face hardened, her patience worn thin. “Veronica, enough,” she said sharply. “You’re clinging to this fantasy because you don’t want to face reality. Edward saved her in front of that crowd. That wasn’t a man acting on impulse—it was a man protecting someone he cares for deeply.”“That doesn’t mean they’re married,” Veronica snapped back.Her mother sighed deeply, pinching the bridge of her nose. “I should’ve never told you about the past. It’s made you obsessive. But denying the truth won’t change it. Edward and Rebecca might very well be husband and wife.”The room f