Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

112. Anxious heart

Rowan

“Sir? Is there anything you need me to get for you from the restaurant?” My secretary asks, but I continue

staring outside my office window.

The view was really great. It was one of the reasons why I chose it, but today it didn’t offer me the

tranquility it usually does.

“No. Not today,” I answer without looking at her.

“Okay then, I’ll be back in thirty minutes”

I don’t answer her and after a few seconds I hear the door closing. I sigh in frustration. For some reason

the feeling of foreboding clung to me. It surrounded me in waves. Today more so than the previous days.

I don’t know what it is, but my heart is anxious. I can’t settle nor can I fucking focus. It’s like my soul is

trying to tell me something, but I can’t figure out what.

Trying to distract myself, I think about Ava and our talk. I get her. Damn do I get her hesitation. I’ve spent

more than ten years drilling into her that Emma was the only woman I’ll ever love.

I did everything in my power to show her just how little I cared for her. I’ve spent nine years punishing her

for something that was beyond her control. I drilled into her head that I hated her with every fiber of my

being.

How then could I turn around and claim to love her?

It’s frustrating as hell, but I understand her. I understand her reluctance to believe me. If the roles had

been switched I wouldn’t have believed it so easily.

Apart from all that, I also have to consider the pain I’ve caused her. Nine years of pain and mistreatment isn’t something you get over within a day or week. Hell. It will probably take years to heal the wounds i

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will remain with her though and considering the damage I caused, I can’t help but wonder

she’ll ever forgive me.

life with her. I crave that more than anything, but if she doesn’t take me back, then let it be so. I’ll have no one to blame but myself. It will be my penance for

caused over the

face and tactics I could use to get her to take me back, but

Never had this unshakable feeling like something bad was going to happen. I try to assure myself, but it

crazy.

care. Not when I feel like my fucking heart was being squeezed by a tight

TV. Maybe hearing other people’s voices will help me calm down. It was better than listening to my own since it was distorted, jumbled

pacing through the room when my door opened. I turn to find Gabe. He looked like hell

anguish in them.

share that trait as twins. If he looks anything other than that then something serious

as my heart rate

was it our parent’s?

but doesn’t finish his sentence. His voice was mixed

Gabe. Tell me what’s wrong. Is it

before his eyes focus on

Ava” he finally

ask him what’s wrong with Ava when an unrecognizable voice mentions

in the direction of the

it, focus on me” My brother begs me, but I

needed to know what the hell the reporters have

BREAKING NEWS.

in big, bold

Sharp family and founder of The Hope Foundation was today gunned down by unknown people. We are yet to know the state she’s in, but the gunman opened fire to what seems

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prepared me to watching the woman I love being

multiple times

was walking out of an ice

Whoever took the video captured a black SUV with

her, a

past her,

pool of blood

and the presenter comes back

are yet to establish why these gangsters would shoot a pregnant woman, but stay tuned as we try

find out.”

people were injured, but that doesn’t concern me. My focus was Ava. I couldn’t erase the image of her

his voice but

registers in my head. I felt so fucking broken I felt lost. My heart

I supposed to survive if