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?”

snap, now realizing that he was striding

at me with his head tipped to the side. Almost like

shop” he says pointing at the

realize that I was indeed in need of maternity

stomp my feet grudgingly as I walk toward the store. I stop just as I

my arms out.

I ask him when I realize that he was about to walk inside with

I am here

do I need your help, so turn your ass around and

reached my limit with him being so pushy about things that

I don’t, he

to

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

you try every fucking piece of cloth, Ava. You better get it inside your head because I’m not leaving until you buy what you

open at his audacity. How dare he?

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get a chance to give him a piece of my mind, someone interrupts our stare down. You could literally cut the tension with

two?” the sweet

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

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

store attendant smiles and motions for us. “Follow me. My name is Wendy and we’ve just received beautiful exclusive pieces that I’m sure your wife will

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

leaves. I

was that back there? I fume, feeling my

before casually answering me

“What was what?

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

the pieces” Wendy says walking towards

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

pissed me off. (2)

one?” She asks, holding

the fact that I was seething, I would

actually was.

says seemingly unaffected by the suffocating tension in the

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

that I was going to model for him. He could rot in

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clothes, I put on the dress. The moment I look at myself in the mirror, all my anger just sort of fades away. 1 looked damn beautiful. The dress did wonders for my figure and my growing baby bump

I call Wendy. She hands me 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 exclusive pieces. They were gorgeous and just perfect

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

mirror. He was holding a blue top while

to hide my ass and bulging boob