Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

90. Late Realizations.

Rowan.

I stare at the door, wondering what the hell I was doing here. I should give Ava her space, but fuck it. I can’t seem to stay away from her. I’m drawn to her in a way I can’t fucking explain.

Knocking, I wait rather impatiently for the door to be opened. A minute later, the door opens

revealing Noah.

“Dad” he throws himself at him and I catch him. “I thought I would have to wait till Saturday to

see you”

I hug him close to me. Feeling myself relax and melt. “Hey buddy”

How could I ever have hated Ava? I wonder. She gave me the best gift when she gave birth to Noah. I should have appreciated her then instead of punishing her. The night I thought was the

worst night of my life, brought about the best gift I could have gotten.

I didn’t see it then because I had my head so up my ass I couldn’t see straight. My eyes are opened

now. I see it so fucking clearly. Ava was right. I used to regret that night not realizing that without

there wouldn’t be Noah and no matter what, I would never regret my son.

that night happening

“Come in. Mom is in the shower. She said she needed to soak her tired, aching bones.” He informs

1. me. “I’m having my dinner and there is enough. You can have some if you haven’t eaten dinner

yet”

He leads me into the kitchen. He gets on the stool and resumes eating after pointing to the food. I

shamelessly take a plate and pile food on it.

I didn’t appreciate it when we were married. Taking the small things for granted. I admit that I’ve missed her cooking.

“So…Mom is a real catch” Noah begins making, me turn to him.

“Yes” I agree, not really sure where he was going with this.

“A lot of good looking guys want her…just a few days ago there was a man here who’d come to visit her. I wonder who’ll get her as his wife” he says it so casually, but I see the smirk he is trying to hide.

“What man?”

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I try to contain the jealousy, but it’s fucking hard. The need to scream that Ava is mine is intense. “I don’t remember his name, but mom said that he was her new friend” the smirk is still in place as he say that “He was scary looking but I liked him, now I don’t know who I like better for mom. Him or Uncle Cal. He had tattoos which Uncle Cal doesn’t and from what I know women dig tattoos

and abs

I glare at him, but he just chuckles

trying to make me jealous and I

less than I did at that

at the door?” her voice comes from the other room, interrupting me before I

say anything.

in a robe. Her hair is wet and her face is free from makeup. She looks so damn beautiful that

to tear it from her

ask, her face changing into an indifference

She used to be so expressive, now I barely know what

“Rowan?” she calls again.

tell her. How am I supposed to tell her that

wanted to see her.

out of here. Don’t forget to tell me when you’re leaving, dad” Noah

atmosphere.

he flees the room. Within seconds we

talking about?” I ask

away from

my voice turns hard. I was jealous and pissed off because I wanted

he was talking about.” She

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men who Noah seems to think are interested in becoming your

care. Not when envy was boiling in my blood. Or

wrong with you? I don’t entertain any

as

hands around her waist, I bring her closer to me. I feel every inch of her body. Her belly and her breast are pressed close to my chest and abs. I harden

peaks of her breast.

I felt was more than arousal. It was

you fucking hands off me” she shrieks but I still don’t let her go. Instead I

of

I’m solid. She can’t move me. Not only

I couldn’t pull myself off her even

her like

chance, Ava. Why would I when this is exactly where I

the hell are you talking about? I’m not yours. I’ve never been yours. Now let me go

be mine and I won’t let you whore yourself to

eyes twitches. Fire burning inside her brown orbs. I don’t see her hand move. The

fucking virgin when we slept together for the first time in case you’ve forgotten. Second, I can fuck whoever I want. I am a free woman and nothing is holding me back from sleeping with men who actually want me. Men who aren’t thinking of the

to come back to bite me in the fucking

“Ava…”

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that you slept with me while imagining Emma. You told I was just an object for scratching an itch. That I would never be

me the hell aione?”

are so many things I want to tell her. To explain to her. The words instead get stuck in my throat. I don’t know

much” my voice turns soft and

now? We were married for nine years. Nine fucking years. How then can

struggles to find the right

“This what?”

interested in me when you’ve ignored

marriage? It’s just not making

there, but how can I explain

my feelings came from or when they came to

too difficult to accept that I want you?” I ask

me for so long, so yes, it’s hard to believe that you are now attracted

It seems so farfetched.”

on the tip on my words. The name of

I

just confused. Even if