Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

28. Lucky woman

Anonymous POV.

I am pissed off. That is an understatement. I am beyond pissed off, I was downright furious. Once

again she managed to escape me. Once again she survived when she was supposed to be dead.

“Tell me how the hell she’s still alive?” I ask Ben.

“I swear I almost had her this time, I was this close to ending her but her bastard bodyguard

arrived and saved her” he muttered.

Did the guy think that I was stupid? That I didn’t know what the hell happened. I have gotten

nothing but excuses from him since this whole operation started. Three times he failed to deliver her dead body. The only thing that was positive about this, is that I haven’t paid him yet. Imagine

if I had paid him and yet he hasn’t delivered.

He was going to get half a million dollars if he got the job done. That money should have

motivated him enough to do his job and finish it within the time limit we agreed.

I take a swig of my whisky. Frustration clawing at me.

“Really? You almost had her, is that the reason why you are bleeding?” I clipped feeling angrier

every minute I talked to the idiot.

“I promise I’ll get her next time. She won’t escape me again” he speaks, his eyes cast to the floor.

“She’s already escaped you thrice!” I boomed, feeling the need to end is pathetic life.

He doesn’t speak. Instead he continues staring at the ground like it was interesting.

He had set me back big time. This job was supposed to be done months ago and yet here we still

are, with Ava alive and breathing.

was good at his job. That he would be able to

him

fucking woman? How hard could it be to end

be to escape death thrice? The third time is supposed to be the charm and yet she was still not dead. A bit banged up but

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fucking know” he snarls, frustration written all over his face. “Killing someone has never been this

only thing that was standing between

what I wanted I

my back after I went through all that trouble to get her out of my way. An opportunity

had discovered that it was all a ploy. That the Reapers‘ weren’t involved

I didn’t go through

end.

I boomed, throwing my glass and smashing

running out of time. Right now I was supposed to be enjoying the fruits of my labor. I

life, but instead I was not anywhere close

galaxies away from

me one last chance” he

sneer, “So you can fail again? I don’t

is it about the Ava that death doesn’t seem to want

looks of things it seems there is someone above looking after

on their life unless

the luckiest bitch I’ve ever met. Her luck was starting to

get what I want, but Ava’s

you do better” he scoffs,

him mock me like that, my anger reaches its limit. Grabbing whatever I

direction. He doesn’t get a chance to duck. The bottle of whiskey

on his arrogant

eye. His

repeat what you

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and clenches his teeth. Looking at me with unconcealed anger, he shakes

he knows how to keep

has to be a way to take her out quickly. I’ve already wasted

more to myself.

that I needed her dead for my

and I was afraid that the more I tried killing her and she

That can’t happen, because it means losing everything I’ve worked

to kill. If we

she is receiving protection from her billionaire husband, then it makes my work