Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

Chapter 0146

Rowan

Today we were having our monthly get together. The Woods and the Sharps have made this a tradition since I was about five years old.

Our families have always been close. Mainly because our mother’s have been best of friends since they

were little girls.

It made logical sense that their children would end up being best friends too and that both families would

be close.

“Dad, why are you driving so slow? You’re going to make us miss grandpa’s barbecue stake” Noah complains, his brows pulled together in irritation.

If it wasn’t for Noah, I wouldn’t even have gone. I used to love them. Especially when I knew that Aval wasn’t going to be around. When I knew that she wasn’t invited.

I used to think it was the only place I could escape her. That being in a room where everyone except Noah. hated her guts was the best place to be.

Now though, it doesn’t F***ing feel like that anymore. Instead I hate myself and the rest for the pain we

have put her through.

I’m going as fast as I can“I answer him.

“No, you’re not. You’re driving slower than a ninety year old grandma!” He huffs in annoyance.

eight year old boy? I shake my head and chuckle

a little bit.

silence reigns in the car,

F***ing radiant when she opened the

fertility goddess in a white flowing dress, long curled thick hair, her small baby bump and her beautiful

nothing more

her bedroom

her is something that has never happened before and it took me by surprise.

for her. She’s stuck

I am with her. It’s not once or twice that I found myself wondering what she’s up to. Whether she’s eaten

it comes to Ava. Now, the

“Dad?” Noah calls.

“What?”

“We are here”

parent’s house. I don’t know how we F***ing got here. I

have Noah in the car with me,

I’m sure your grandpa has saved some

atmosphere away. 2

just so I can push the

dad?” He asks instead of getting out of the car.

I

was worrying him. I also couldn’t tell him my

beautiful mother.

I just have a lot on my mind, but

was in the form of his