Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

Chapter 0492

Harper.

It's been close to two weeks since Gabriel made me promises that shattered every reservation, I had about giving him a second chance.

I swear, I never thought I could be this happy.

My life with Liam was good, but with Gabriel, it's better. Maybe because Gabriel is the man I loved. The man my heart held on to for almost a decade.

I would be lying if I said that I wasn't scared. There was still the small part of me that expected the other shoe to drop. After all, it wouldn't be the first time in my life that a loved one has been taken away from me.

There is also the fear that this is all too easy, you know. Like shouldn't it be a bit harder? A bit more difficult. A bit more challenging... or is that just my self-sabotaging tendencies talking?

Maybe I am so used to not having things going my way, which just makes me question things when they do.

"What are you working on?" Gabriel pops out of nowhere, scaring the crap out of me.

With my hand on my chest, I try to calm my racing heart. "Don't sneak up on me like that."

"I didn't," he says, his eyes flashing in amusement. "I've been calling you for more than a minute. You were just staring into space."

That night at the gala, right after that first round, Gabriel continued for two more rounds. We slept and just when I thought it was over, he woke me up for a few more rounds. I swear, by morning, my legs were like jelly.

whispering sweet nothings to you while buried deep inside you. He would alternate between sweet and straight up dirty talk. My mind

*Harper?" . Org.

face. This is a dream come true, but there is a small part of me that keeps insisting that I gave in too quickly. It keeps insisting that I should have

away from him to stare at the papers in front of me. "I've just been

right next to me on the dining

to the papers that I'd been

ideas?" he asks after

we will be all- rounded. We won't just be focused on buying and selling property.

mine. My joy swells deep inside me at the look of pride

my dreams to join it and be part of the running team. That was always Andrew's dream. It's just too bad he never got to

company down, maybe Andrew wouldn't have been so busy trying to save it to realize that he was sick. By the time he did get diagnosed with stage four prostate cancer, my parents were dead, and we

help from Gabriel once Gabriel and I were married, but like the proud idiot he was,

yes, I do love my father, but I also put the blame

Venture was his dream. He may not be here today, but I'll make

Gabriel says, interrupting

*Thank you."

your first client," he says thoughtfully. "She did say she'd like you to do the interior of one of her hope houses. Working with her will push

it again, so that leaves me

but I am not the kind of person who will go bother someone because of something like

or get eaten kind of world.