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

smile “Good morning

formal”

and focuses on me, ready to

I’m not imposing, I’d like to make breakfast for my

turns blinding and she

He kept complaining that I don’t

she

way his

because I can totally see Noah saying that.

have been for him when I was in

excuses herself and I start working on making breakfast. For some weird reason it felt

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used to miss breakfast and dinner. The only time he would eat something I made was when

anything from me was

my hardest to shield Noah from the disrespect and disregard Rowan showed me. Noah thought

happy and I would do anything to make sure he

I

those thoughts away, I focus

knows, maybe witnessing my almost death changed something inside Rowan. I

and maybe this was our second chance at

in frustration as I feel my eyes begin to tear. Why

goddamn hard?

wrong?” Rowan’s voice comes

me to his chest. With his other hand he pushes my hair

lays his chin

this

used to know how to make the kind of pancakes Noah likes like the back of

thing! I can’t remember the secret ingredient I

down

don’t worry too much about it” he tries to calm me, but it’s doesn’t

“It’s not just that. I can’t read the measurement either. Neither can I remember the how you like your coffee! Damn it! Even some words are a