Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

Chapter 0260

I wake up sprawled on top of Rowan. His arm was wrapped tight around my waist, and half my b*dy was

on top of his

Slowly, I lift my head from his chest. This was another new thing for us. The intimacy our position

projected, you would think that we’re in love. Only I knew the truth. There was love in our marriage yes,

but it was one sided.

I get up slowly. I didn’t want to wake him up. I needed time to myself. Time to try and catch on to

whatever the hell was happening. I feel like my life has been turned upside down since I woke up from

that coma.

It has been two days, but those two days have been a rollercoaster of events. Now I was reeling from the

rush. Not really sure if I should trust my eyes or my heart.

I spot the bottle of milk on his bedside table.

Iris woke up like three times. The first two times, I fed her. The last time I remember him telling me to go

back to sleep. That he would take care of her. I was tired so I didn’t argue at al

all.

Putting on my bathrobe, I tip toe out of the room. I check on Iris and Noah before going downstairs. It was

fairly early in the morning and given it was on a Saturday, Noah didn’t have school today.

I get to the kitchen only to find Teresa.

she greets with a smile while cleaning the

hope is a gentle smile “Good morning too Teresa, and please call me

formal”

need something?” she stops and focuses on me, ready to do

I’d

and she

Noah will be ecstatic. He kept complaining

does” she winks

way his

can totally see Noah saying that.

for him when I

and I start working on making

1/3

+15 BONUS

he would eat something I made was when Noah insisted we have a meal together. Even then he would take a few spoons and then declare that he

was like anything from me was polson. I soon got over it. It hurt,

my hardest to shield Noah from the disrespect and

I would do anything to

I

those thoughts away, I focus

death changed something inside Rowan.

me and maybe this was our

the flour to the side in frustration as I feel my

goddamn hard?

voice comes from behind

arm wrap around my waist and he brings me to his

chin on my

would have surprises at this tender action if I

to make the kind of pancakes Noah likes like the back of my hand. Now I

a damn thing! I can’t remember the secret ingredient I used” I

down

worry too much about it” he tries to calm me,

just that. I can’t read the measurement either. Neither can I