Ex-Husband's Regret

Mirror, mirror on the wall…
1 swivel around. Shocked to see Rowan standing behind me.

Could this day get any worse? I ask myself, groaning internally.

“Rowan?” I shriek, caught off guard. “What the hell are you doing here?”

Of all the times I had to bump into him, why now when I was standing in front of a sex toy shop?

This had to be the most embarrassing thing I’ve ever experienced.

“I could ask you the same thing?” He says looking behind me.

I feel my cheeks redden, because I know nothing I say will get me out of the situation. I was standing in front of the shop and its windows displayed a variety of sex toys. It was hard to shrug off what kind of store this was.

I look back at the store before facing him nervously. I don’t know why I was nervous, but I was.

“I’m here to shop for maternity clothings and buy some things for the baby,” I lie.

He looks at me. His left eyebrow raised. “In a sex shop? I don’t think you’ll find what you’re looking

for here, unless you have other things in mind”

The tilt of his mouth lets me know that he was teasing me, which was a completely new concept

to me.

Instead of answering him, I start walking in the other direction. I expected him to at least leave

me alone, but he doesn’t. Instead he falls in step with me.

“I didn’t take you for a woman who would use sex toys” he says, making me halt in my steps.

What the hell was wrong with him. Why the hell was he even bringing this up? Didn’t he get the memo that I wanted nothing to do with him? That I didn’t want him near me. It was the reason

why I walked away in the first place.

“First of all, you don’t know the type of woman I am. You never did, mainly because you thought I was beneath you or something and second of all, what’s wrong with using dildos and vibrators to

pleasure myself? I am a human being with needs, and they have to be fulfilled one way or another.

Now leave me the hell alone”

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1 see an inferno light up in his eyes, but I don’t dwell on it. Not giving him a chance to speak, I start walking again. This time I quicken my steps.

The man infuriated me and at times like this, I want nothing more than to slap the daylights out gets worse when I remember all the shit he put me through, all because he was ‘in love‘ with Emma. Note the sarcasm.

of him

I was now fuming. I would like to blame the pregnancy hormones, but I couldn’t put all the blame

on them.

“Ava?”

realizing that he was striding

looking at me with his head tipped to the side. Almost like I was a puzzle he was

he says pointing at the store

lied about why I was here, but seeing the store made me realize that I was indeed in need of maternity clothes. Plus I had yet to buy anything for

grudgingly as I walk toward the store. I stop just as I

my arms out.

I ask him when I realize

it obvious? I am

turn

so pushy about things that

don’t, he thinks he

to happen.

he gets into my face,so much so that there is barely

I’m going to watch as you try every fucking piece of cloth, Ava. You better get it inside your head because

dare he? Who the hell

father for

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him a piece of my mind, someone interrupts

can I help you two?” the sweet

is looking for some clothes for herself and the baby Rowan answers before I can, leaving me

Why the hell would he tell her that? I swear Rowan has completely lost it. He has gone ahead and joined the loony train. That was the

me. My name is Wendy and we’ve just received

Rowan grabs my hand and gently drags me into the store. Following behind Wendy like

on one of the sofas then leaves.

I fume, feeling my anger reach

looks at me lazily, before

“What was what?

hell did you call me your wife, have you forgotten we’re divorced? Or

Wendy says walking towards us with a stack

was with her and interrupting me. I was now mad at the poor soul because

pissed me off. (2)

this one?” She asks, holding a

for the fact that I was seething,

actually was.

unaffected by the suffocating tension

the dress, I stomp to the direction of the changing rooms.

was going to model for him. He could rot in hell for all

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the mirror, all my anger just sort of fades away. 1 looked damn beautiful. The dress did wonders for my figure and

the next piece of cloth. It was a sundress and looked really nice. Just like with the maxi dress, this one also looked really good on me. I loved their

of jeans, that the door opened. His presence immediately alerted me that it wasn’t

was holding a blue top while I

whisper–yelled turning to face him while trying to hide my ass and bulging boob which literally spilled