Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

Chapter 0197

I look to the heavens before calming myself. I didn’t need a lot of stress right now.

“Hello Christine, hello Emma,” I say in a controlled voice.

I didn’t want to deal with drama today. So I was going to be as civil as I could, then remove myself from

this situation.

Christine scoffs, but I don’t pay her any attention. My focus was on Emma. She still had the sling around. her shoulder. Seeing it there reminded me of that day. The way she willingly took a bullet for me.

I wanted to reach out to her after that incident, but I wasn’t sure if my actions would be welcomed. In her eyes, I was probably still her nemesis.

My eyes pierces hers. “I never got the chance to thank you for what you did, but I’ll forever be grateful,” I tell her, motioning to her shoulder.

I don’t know what I expected, but it wasn’t for her to scoff at me in disdain. Sure, I know we would never be the best of friends, but I had hoped that with what happened to us, we would put our differences aside.

“I don’t need your F***ing thanks, and what the hell made you think that I got shot for you?” she asks, her

up in

I

I

I guess nothing has changed. The bitch I was used to was firmly back in

Emma, I’m still

when they realize that I’m not following

for a short time, but

going on here? You better not be causing trouble for Ava, or I swear I’ll destroy

voice taking a deadly

mousy Ava went and got herself some

bitterness in her

steps towards them, her hands fisted, but I stop her. I

was peace and tranquility.

but a resentful,

to let it

Christine scoffs, turning towards Emma before looking back at me. “You’re the one who isn’t worth it. You’re unwanted and hated. No one in your family likes you. As if that isn’t bad enough, you also spread your legs for anyone. Do you even know who your baby’s father

towards my friends. “Why the hell does everyone think I’m a whore? I’ve slept with two men. Two F***ing men! If that makes me a whore, then what the hell is she?” I ask, pointing

screams, shards of hatred