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.

day. Knowing this, I still wanted to hear his reply. Would he tell our son the

throat,

you love mommy or not?” Noah asks

in defeat. “I love her for giving me you” he

placation

this time. It still hurts. I feel my heart breaking all over again. I don’t know why a small part

got married or when I gave birth to Noah, nor after in the years that had passed or when we slept

of our marriage. I gave him my all but he gave

were three of us in our marriage. Him, me and the love of his life.

I was tired of crying. Tired of chasing after

ever told you it’s rude to listen

thoughts in the process.

kitchen counter. My now

pins

to my son. My pride and joy. The only good thing in my life. His good looks are definitely curtesy of his dad. He has my brown hair

them a small

down from the counter. He rushes to me and hugs my mid-section. “I’ve

too, my love” I kiss his forehead before he steps

now I

truth though, I

he built this house with HER in mind. This was HER dream house, everything down to

on letting her go. That he wouldn’t reciprocate

here?” he asks in annoyance and stares at his watch. “You

degree today and I thought I

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 that doesn’t mean a

and shattered my soul. I continued loving him. Holding on. Thinking things

love. The love I’ve been craving since I was a child. I was wrong. Marriage turned to be a nightmare. I

chest. Trying to ease the pain that

hurts

mother and I need to discuss something” Rowan says through clenched teeth, the word mother slipping out of his mouth

us for a minute

fighting” he commands before

bangs his fist on the counter in anger. His grey eyes are icy as

could have sent them to my damn office instead of interrupting my time with my son” the words leave his lips in a growl. His hands are fisted and he looks about ready to blow up on