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

was trying to make me jealous and I

son less than I did at

comes from the other room,

say anything.

in a robe. Her hair is wet and her face is free from makeup. She looks so damn beautiful that I can’t put it into words.

tear it from her

ask, her

so expressive, now I barely know

“Rowan?” she calls again.

know what to fucking tell her. How am I supposed

wanted to see her.

Don’t forget to tell me when you’re leaving,

atmosphere.

to say anything before he flees the room. Within seconds we are

man Noah was talking about?” I ask standing up and getting close

she tries backing away from me, but there is nowhere to

my voice turns hard. I was jealous and

about.” She sasses. “Could

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can entertain one of the many men who

but I just didn’t care. Not when envy was boiling in

I don’t entertain any man” she whisper–shouts

doesn’t faze me as I walk closer to

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

peaks of her breast.

It

she shrieks but I still don’t

of her

away, but I’m solid. She

off her even if I’d wanted. She felt

her like

I when this is exactly

you talking about? I’m not yours. I’ve never been yours. Now let me go before Noah finds us like

mine and I won’t let you whore yourself to other men when

move. The punch

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 love of their

were going to come back to bite

“Ava…”

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imagining Emma. You told I was just an object for scratching an itch. That I would never

me the hell aione?”

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

So fucking much” my voice

nine years. Nine fucking years. How

to find

“This what?”

a sudden be interested in me when

of our marriage? It’s just not

me there, but how can I explain

from or when

too difficult to accept that

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 the emotion I’ve been trying to

I have

You’re just confused. Even if