Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

"Harper, will you get out of the car? You're wasting my time", Gabriel snapped at me.

I lift my head and look at him. His brows were furrowed, and he seemed to be impatient and irritated. I sigh before getting out. This was the Gabriel I was used to. Cold, arrogant and rude.

I straighten my skirt before taking my handbag. He starts moving, and I follow behind him like a lamb being led to the slaughterhouse. I was so nervous, I felt like my heart was about to jump out of my fucking chest.

I was stepping into Gabriel's world. Into his domain. It was a bit uncomfortable and scary being in a place where he had full control of every single aspect.

Gabriel presses the button for the lift and it opens. Stepping in, I stand beside him and try to cool down my wildly beating heart.

"The only ones who have access to this elevator is my family, and it takes us directly to the upper floor where our offices are" he begins, then continues. "I'll add you to the system, so you don't have to use the ordinary elevator."

I'm astonished at this level of prestige. Yes, my family was rich, but we never had a private elevator in our building. Everyone, including the CEO and founding family, used the two elevators provided. "Okay" I answered.

"I'll also provide you with your own car and driver" he added, while taking out his phone. "You know that I work late, and I'm sure you'd want to go home early because of Lilly, so you can be leaving at five like the rest unless I want you work past hours. He can also drive you anywhere else you want to go."

I nod my head, I didn't need my own driver and I could drive myself, but I wasn't in the mood to start an argument with him.

Being home in the evening was one of the things I was worried about. He made it home only a few minutes before Lilly went to sleep. I'd like to be there with her after work hours. Help her with her homework and have dinner together. I'm glad he was considerate enough when it came to my evenings.

"We'll be arriving to work together except on those days I have to be in the office earlier than usual, and on the few days when I leave work early" he said.

"Why?"

don't want any distractions. My main goal is to finish these two years and walk away with my family's legacy. "We are married. People expect us to be

could finish his sentence, "In other words, they know that you're a

doesn't really faze me. He can glare all he wants. I said nothing wrong.

they want, the lovey-dovey kind of shit... That includes coming to work together, opening

not serious" I stared at

work alongside him, but also to

me to settle down and get married. We have to sell

opens into an exquisite space, with white walls, expressive art and an expensive-looking

Mr. Wood," two women say in unison, stopping

zeroed in

he asked them, his voice as

the process. "We were just delivering the documents you asked for from the MD and head of

last time you come here. Either have Christopher come get the documents or let Tristan and Ben

eyes. Their legs were shaking and honest to God, I was afraid they would

off as if the pants were

this floor?" I asked him

steal an important document, so he could sell it to our biggest competitor That file would have cost us billions had it

terrible... where

in that same

stop the gasp that