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.

at his job. That he would be able to deliver.

from him except

you’re unable to kill one fucking woman? How hard

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

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

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

get what I wanted I needed her

went through all that trouble to get her out of my way. An opportunity to cover my tracks presented itself in the form of Reapers‘ Angels. Their involvement provided the perfect cover

had discovered that it was all a ploy. That

Ben and then me. I didn’t

end.

boomed, throwing my glass and smashing it

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

be living the life, but instead I was not anywhere close

galaxies away

one last

“So you can fail

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

looks of things it seems there is someone above looking

survive three attempts on their life unless there is divine

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

want, but Ava’s

you do better” he

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

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

on his arrogant

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

to repeat what you

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

At least he knows how to keep his mouth

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

more to myself.

that I needed her dead for my plan to work, I wouldn’t have

that the more I tried killing

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

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

protection from her billionaire