Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

Chapter 0302

Rowan.

“You’ve got to give me something, Reaper… Anything at this point, honestly.” My voice was strained, and I

was doing all I could to prevent myself from lashing out.

It was frustrating as hell that we still don’t know who the F*** was behind Ava’s attack. It was F***ing with my head that whoever hurt her was still out there. Was still walking scot–free, as if the bastard hadn’t

hurt the woman I love.

Every day I leave the house or Ava leaves our home, worry fills me. I can’t help the questions that flood and attack my mind. What if someone hurts her when she’s home? What if someone attacks her when

she’s out in the streets?

I know I have hired the best b*dyguards, and Reaper has his men watching over her too, but I still can’t

help the worst scenarios that keep flooding my mind day in and day out.

“You’re not the only one frustrated by the whole damn situation.” Reaper snaps back, his restlessness very clear in his voice. “But I’ve tried everything to find this guy, and nada. Absolutely nothing. I couldn’t

even find the damn car they used.”

I frown as the details pour out of his mouth. I would have snapped back, but his statement distracted me.

“That’s impossible? How is there no record or evidence of the car?” I ask. “Unless the bastards torched it

after us.”

the only thing

close together, but there hasn’t been anything.

find a damn

in this case.

I thought, too.” His reply

Reaper does unnerve me. There was just something about the F***er that was devious and sinister. If it weren’t for the fact that I needed his help in keeping

with him in the first

what will we do now?” he asks

question that I’ve been asking myself

wait and hope that whoever they are, they’ll sl*p up. Once that happens,

minute and every hour, she’s all I can think about. I’m not ashamed to

has on

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need a favor.” Reaper rips me from my musings, bringing me back to

my chair, I clutch my phone tightly, curious about what Reaper would need help

alike in some aspects, such as this. We both would never ask each

truly necessary.

“With what?”

he states in a flat voice, devoid of any emotion.

so I wasn’t wrong that day at the hospital. Something

way that both of them stared at each other. As if they couldn’t pull their

away.

I’m sure it wouldn’t take

looking for.

always get what we want. It doesn’t even take that much digging to find the