Ex-Husband's Regret

Chapter 90

Late Realizations.
Rowan.

I stare at the door, wondering what the hell I was doing here. I should give Ava her space, but fuck it. I can’t seem to stay away from her. I’m drawn to her in a way I can’t fucking explain.

Knocking, I wait rather impatiently for the door to be opened. A minute later, the door opens

revealing Noah.

“Dad” he throws himself at him and I catch him. “I thought I would have to wait till Saturday to

see you”

I hug him close to me. Feeling myself relax and melt. “Hey buddy”

How could I ever have hated Ava? I wonder. She gave me the best gift when she gave birth to Noah. I should have appreciated her then instead of punishing her. The night I thought was the

worst night of my life, brought about the best gift I could have gotten.

I didn’t see it then because I had my head so up my ass I couldn’t see straight. My eyes are opened

now. I see it so fucking clearly. Ava was right. I used to regret that night not realizing that without

there wouldn’t be Noah and no matter what, I would never regret my son.

that night happening

“Come in. Mom is in the shower. She said she needed to soak her tired, aching bones.” He informs

me. “I’m having my dinner and there is enough. You can have some if you haven’t eaten dinner
yet”

He leads me into the kitchen. He gets on the stool and resumes eating after pointing to the food. I

shamelessly take a plate and pile food on it.

I didn’t appreciate it when we were married. Taking the small things for granted. I admit that I’ve missed her cooking.

“So…Mom is a real catch” Noah begins making, me turn to him.

“Yes” I agree, not really sure where he was going with this.

“A lot of good looking guys want her…just a few days ago there was a man here who’d come to visit her. I wonder who’ll get her as his wife” he says it so casually, but I see the smirk he is trying to hide.

“What man?”

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I try to contain the jealousy, but it’s fucking hard. The need to scream that Ava is mine is intense. “I don’t remember his name, but mom said that he was her new friend” the smirk is still in place as he say that “He was scary looking but I liked him, now I don’t know who I like better for mom. Him or Uncle Cal. He had tattoos which Uncle Cal doesn’t and from what I know women dig tattoos

and abs

I glare at him, but he just chuckles

Fuck it. I know he was trying to make me jealous and I should let it go, but I can’t. I have never

liked my son less than I did at that moment.

was at the door?” her voice comes from

say anything.

robe. Her hair is wet and her face is free from makeup. She looks

nothing but to tear it from

she ask, her face changing into an

used to be so expressive, now

“Rowan?” she calls again.

tell her. How am I supposed to

wanted to see her.

tell me when you’re leaving, dad” Noah breaks through

atmosphere.

he flees the

was talking about?” I

she tries backing away from

voice turns hard. I was jealous and pissed off because I wanted her

about.” She sasses. “Could you just leave? It’s late at night and you shouldn’t be

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of the many men who Noah seems to think are interested in becoming your new husband” I

it. Pushing her, but I just didn’t care. Not when envy was boiling

with you? I don’t entertain any

me as I walk

bring her closer to me. I feel every inch of her body. Her belly

peaks of her breast.

was more than arousal. It was something

still don’t let her go. Instead

being mindful of her baby

solid. She

I couldn’t pull myself off her even if I’d wanted. She felt

with her like this

I when this is exactly where

about? I’m not yours. I’ve never been yours. Now let me go before Noah finds us like this and thinks we are getting

be mine and I won’t let you whore yourself to other men when you fucking belong to me”

Fire burning inside her brown orbs. I don’t see her hand move. The punch comes as a surprise, so because of

want. I am a free woman and nothing is holding me back from sleeping with men who actually want me. Men who aren’t thinking of the

words were going to come back to bite me

“Ava…”

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Because I just don’t get it. You yourself told me that you slept with me while imagining Emma. You told I was just an object for scratching an itch. That I would never be the woman you want, so what the hell

me the hell aione?”

want to tell her. To explain to her. The words

do want you, Ava. So fucking much” my voice turns soft and

nine years. Nine fucking years. How then can you

find the right

“This what?”

you all of a sudden be interested in me when

marriage? It’s just not making

can I explain

or when

difficult to accept that I want

hated me for so long, so yes,

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