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

nothing from him except

fucking woman? How hard could it be to end

something that I’ve been wondering. How lucky can one 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 that was

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fucking know” he snarls, frustration written all over his face. “Killing someone has never been this hard, I usually get the job done on

my way. The only thing that was standing between me and what I wanted. I had hatched this plan the moment I realized

get what I wanted I needed her gone.

The last thing I needed was to have cops on my back after I went through all that trouble to get her out of my way. An opportunity to cover my tracks presented itself

all

me. I didn’t go through all this

end.

throwing my glass and smashing it against

Right now I was supposed to

but instead I was not anywhere close to

galaxies away

me one last chance”

fail again? I don’t think

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

the looks of things it seems there is someone above looking

their life unless

bitch I’ve ever met. Her luck was starting to get on my nerves. I’ve

what I want, but Ava’s death

you do better” he scoffs,

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

I throw it in his direction. He doesn’t get

straight on his

eye. His pain eases my

want to repeat what you just

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teeth. Looking at

how to keep his mouth

to take her out quickly. I’ve already wasted enough time on her”

more to myself.

it wasn’t for the fact that I needed her dead for my plan to work, I wouldn’t

afraid that the more I tried killing her and she survived, the more

because it means losing everything I’ve

kill. If we add the fact that now the cops

from her billionaire husband, then it makes my