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.

and was told he was good at his job. That he would be able to deliver. So far

him except for

fucking woman? How hard could it be to end her

to escape death thrice? The third time is supposed to be the

+15 BONUS

over his face. “Killing someone has never been this hard, I usually get the job done

agitation. This was supposed to be easy. She was in my way. The only thing that was standing

what I wanted

to have cops on my back after I went through all that trouble to get her out of

had discovered that it was all a ploy.

and then me. I didn’t go through

end.

glass and smashing

I was supposed to be enjoying the fruits of my

was not anywhere close

away from

one last

sneer, “So you can fail again?

is it about the Ava that death doesn’t seem to want to claim her? I don’t believe in

by the looks of things it seems there is someone

their life

the luckiest bitch I’ve ever met. Her luck was starting to get on my nerves. I’ve never

what I want, but Ava’s death is proving to be

you do better” he

me like that, my anger reaches its limit.

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

straight on

eye. His pain eases my anger just

to repeat what

+15 BONUS

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

he knows how to keep

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

more to myself.

that I needed her dead for my plan

the more I tried killing

because it means

has already proved that she isn’t easy to kill. If we add the

and she is receiving protection from her