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.

morning, Madam” she greets with a smile while cleaning the counter

smile “Good morning too Teresa,

formal”

focuses on me, ready to

imposing, I’d like to make breakfast for

turns blinding and she rods her

be ecstatic. He kept

she

way his

because I can totally see Noah saying that. My smile

it must have been for him when

I start working on making breakfast. For some weird reason it felt so

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made was when Noah insisted we have a meal together. Even then

from me. It was like anything from me was

from the disrespect and disregard Rowan

would do anything to make sure he

I

away, I focus on making

almost death changed something

he has done to me and maybe this was our second chance at

the side in frustration as I feel my eyes begin to tear. Why was this

goddamn hard?

what’s wrong?” Rowan’s voice comes from

to his chest.

lays his chin on my

this tender action if I

of pancakes Noah

can’t remember the secret ingredient I used” I cry and hold on

I’d break down if I let

he tries to

from his arms. “It’s not just that. I can’t read the measurement either. Neither can I