Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

Chapter 0200

Calvin had called immediately he got the missed call notification. He’d explained that the reason he didn’t pick up is because he was in a meeting and his phone had been silent.

I He wanted to come home right away, but told him that everything was now fine. That I had taken care of the situation and that Gunner was fine. He wasn’t crying anymore. Neither was he sad. That was enough

for me.

He was reluctant, but he finally agreed given that his meeting would run late.

Now here I was cooking dinner for us. With thousands of thoughts running through my head. It’s like I

can’t get a break from my own thoughts. They’re constantly there and now there some that are added

concerning Gunner.

“What are we having for dinner mom?” Noah asks sitting down at the counter.

“Yes, what? I am starving” Gunner adds smiling at me.

There it was again. That damn smile. It’s not that I hated it. I could never hate any smile Gunner gives me. It’s just that it F***ing bothers me so much. There was something about it that I just couldn’t place my finger on. 1

don’t we see what

wide and turns to Gunner. “Mom has insane cravings. Sometimes they’re really

nods his head. “Can I

don’t you flour the chicken?” I

that helpful in the kitchen. In fact he was a complete disaster. That’s why he normally never helps unless it’s something he can actually do. Something he

Ziploc bag of seasoned flour

thing I learned about him was that he loved food and he also loved cooking. He was going to make a very lucky woman happy one day

can help with

it up” he says grinning, making both me and Gunner

I liked that about

the buttermilk marinade on your fingers, don’t get it near your eyes. It’ll burn because of

“Okay”

that I could give this to Gunner. So happy that I was able to give him happiness. I couldn’t take away all

enough for now.

a lovely boy. Shy at first, but when you got to know him, you realize how amazing he

his mother would

I don’t know if it’s by choice or maybe

I

just like

I’ve always wished and prayed for his low voice pulls me back to

“What?” Noah asks him.