Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

Divorce decree

I get out of my car and slowly walk towards the mansion. My hands were trembling and my body was sweaty.

I still couldn’t believe that it was done. That I was finally divorced from him. The proof of that was currently in my handbag. I was here to bring the final papers to him and to pick Noah up.

Entering the house, I follow the sounds of hushed voices but stop in my tracks when I near the kitchen.

Right now I could hear them clearly and what I heard encased my soul in ice.

“I still don’t understand why you can’t live with me and mommy?” Noah asks his father.

My shaking hands go to my chest. My heart breaking at the sadness in his voice. I would do anything for him, but this divorce was inevitable.

Our marriage had been a mistake. Everything about us was a mistake. It just took me a while to see the truth.

“You know why Noah, you mother and I are no longer together” His voice is soft as he replies.

It’s weird really. That during the duration of our marriage he has never once spoken to me softly. It was always cold. Always flat and devoid of any emotion

“But why?”

“These things just happen” he mumbles.

I can imagine his face frowning. As he tries to make Noah understand so that he doesn’t ask any more questions. But Noah is my son. Curiosity and inquisition is in his blood.

“Don’t you love her?”

My breath gets caught at the simple heartfelt question. I take a step back and lean against the wall. Heart racing, I wait in anticipation for his answer.

I knew his answer. I’ve always known what it is. Everyone with the exception of Noah probably knows that damn answer.

will. That was as clear as day. Knowing this, I still wanted to hear his reply. Would he tell our son the truth or lie

his throat, obviously stalling.

or not?”

hear him sigh in defeat. “I love her for giving me you” he finally

placation

all this time. It still hurts. I feel my heart breaking all over again. I don’t know why a small part of me had hoped that his answer

never said those three words to me. Not when we got married or when I gave birth

held himself back through the entire duration of our marriage. I gave him my all but he gave me nothing

but instead of two, there were three of us in our marriage. Him, me and the love of his life. The woman he’s refused to let go for

them way. I was tired of crying. Tired of chasing after a man that

anyone ever told you it’s rude to listen to

silent space. Interrupting my thoughts in

he stands near the kitchen counter. My

pins

only good thing in my life. His good looks are definitely curtesy

them a

sandwich down and jumps down from the counter. He rushes to me and hugs my

forehead before he steps away

used to be my home, but now I feel out of place

truth though,

in mind. This

that he wasn’t planning on letting her

doing here?” he asks in annoyance and stares at his watch. “You promised you wouldn’t interrupt my

and I thought I could

his lips form a thin line. Every time he looks at me like this, a piece of me breaks. I’ve loved him since I can remember but

heart and shattered my soul. I continued loving him. Holding on.

love I’ve been craving since I was a child. I was wrong. Marriage turned to be a nightmare. I was always fighting with the ghost of his past. The ghost of a girl I could never measure up

rub my chest. Trying to ease the pain that was

does no good. It still fucking hurts even though we’ve been

you go up to your room? Your mother and I need to discuss something” Rowan says through clenched teeth, the word mother slipping

between us for a

he commands before

his fist on the counter in anger. His

have sent them to my damn office instead of interrupting my time with my son” the words leave his lips in a