Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

29. A kiss

Ava.

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I am still recovering from my attack. I am mentally and physically battered and I just want all this

to be over. Three times someone has tried to kill me. Three times I managed to survive. I just don’t

know when my luck will run out because at this point whoever wants me dead seems hell–bent on

making sure I don’t see Noah again.

I shiver when I remember how close to meeting my maker I had been. He had been right there in

my house. He’d planned to rape me there before killing me. Tears fill my eyes and it takes

everything in me not to let them fall.

I’ve cried enough this past few days. I was tired of it, but I just didn’t understand why. Why would

anyone want me dead? I haven’t wronged anyone, well except for Emma. Even with her, she was

now with Rowan so that should have absolved me of my sins. I didn’t deserve what was happening

to me.

My greatest fear was that they succeed. It would mean that I don’t get to see my boy growing up.

That I would miss all the milestones in his life and it saddened me. The thought of that potential

future broke my heart into a million different pieces.

“Are you okay miss?” someone asks me.

I look up to find an elderly woman staring at me with concern. Her kind eyes assessing my face. It

was still a bit bruised but at least the swelling had gone down. Now I just had the healing lip,

black eye and purple cheek.

“I’m okay, thank you” I try to smile, but I just don’t feel like it.

I’ve been in a kind of funk since my attack happened. I’m just going through the motions. Nothing

feels real, it all just feels like a bad dream. I was still waiting for myself to wake up. Deep down I

know that this is real, but a part of me thinks if just pretend then it will all go away.

look okay…Do you want me to call someone

was like this woman, then the world

an isle in a store

just a bit overwhelmed”

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myself to smile. I was grateful for

to be left

my hand. “Things will

sigh of relief before going back

the annoying mocking voice

I wasn’t in any mood to deal

but like always it

in place when you tried stealing her

secretary sneers.

clench my hands in fists. She was baiting me and

me. Someone had managed to leak the story

managed to find out about the previous

leaked the

me. She would always take any chance she got

never believed me when I told him

claiming that I’m the one that

sure what you’re trying to achieve when I know you know full well exactly

me” I tell her

not trying to achieve anything just stating facts. I wouldn’t be surprised if

man, after

men because you’re a

then back up. She looked elegant and impeccable like

like I had gone a few rounds with a MMA

tell me the same things, don’t you

hearing the same shit over and

looks at me shocked, Probably because I talked back. It’s something I’ve never

of fighting back and getting on Rowan’s bad side. This time though,

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smile. “How does it feel to lose Rowan? Does it

with your sister right

I’m slowly starting to kill the love I have for him. It also helps that Ethan distracts me from thoughts of

but he never reciprocated. Sure, he didn’t love me but I was his wife while you were nothing but a mere secretary one he had no interest in. So, I pose the same question back, how does it feel to know you will never be his woman? That he will never see you as anything other than his secretary. How does it feel to know that he doesn’t consider you woman enough? That he preferred to fuck me even though he hated me rather than take you as his mistress? And how does it feel to know that you won’t stand a chance now that Emma was

bitch!” she snarls

and she trips on

quickly she comes at me. I don’t think when I take the carton of milk in my

throw it at her.

it drenches her dress. Both of us staring in shock. With what I can only

she comes at me. Seething and screaming like a banshee. I take whatever

throw it

a small crowd and one or two of them had their

grabs her by the waist. Another

in the opposite direction.