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.

good at his

him except

unable to kill one fucking woman? How hard could it be to

thrice? The third time is supposed to be the charm and yet

+15 BONUS

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

in agitation. This was supposed to be easy. She was in my way. The only thing that was standing between me and what I wanted. I had hatched this plan the moment

I wanted I needed

that trouble to get her out of my way. An opportunity to cover my tracks presented itself in the form of

all a ploy. That the

and then me. I didn’t go through all this trouble just to lose

end.

my glass

running out of time. Right now I was supposed to be

to be living the life, but instead I was not anywhere close to my goals. In

galaxies away from

last chance”

fail again? I

to want to

looks of things it seems there is someone

to survive three attempts on their

Her luck was starting to get

want, but Ava’s

do better”

my anger reaches its limit. Grabbing whatever I

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

on his

see blood trickle down his eye. His pain eases my anger just

to repeat what you just

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

how to

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

more to myself.

the fact that I needed her dead for my plan to work, I wouldn’t have bothered.

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

it means losing everything I’ve

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

and she is receiving protection from her billionaire husband,