Ex-Husband's Regret

Chapter 112

Anxious heart
Rowan

“Sir? Is there anything you need me to get for you from the restaurant?” My secretary asks, but I continue

staring outside my office window.

The view was really great. It was one of the reasons why I chose it, but today it didn’t offer me the

tranquility it usually does.

“No. Not today,” I answer without looking at her.

“Okay then, I’ll be back in thirty minutes”

I don’t answer her and after a few seconds I hear the door closing. I sigh in frustration. For some reason

the feeling of foreboding clung to me. It surrounded me in waves. Today more so than the previous days.

I don’t know what it is, but my heart is anxious. I can’t settle nor can I fucking focus. It’s like my soul is

trying to tell me something, but I can’t figure out what.

Trying to distract myself, I think about Ava and our talk. I get her. Damn do I get her hesitation. I’ve spent

more than ten years drilling into her that Emma was the only woman I’ll ever love.

I did everything in my power to show her just how little I cared for her. I’ve spent nine years punishing her

for something that was beyond her control. I drilled into her head that I hated her with every fiber of my

being.

How then could I turn around and claim to love her?

It’s frustrating as hell, but I understand her. I understand her reluctance to believe me. If the roles had

been switched I wouldn’t have believed it so easily.

Apart from all that, I also have to consider the pain I’ve caused her. Nine years of pain and mistreatment isn’t something you get over within a day or week. Hell. It will probably take years to heal the wounds i

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her though and considering the damage

she’ll ever forgive me.

that more than anything, but if she doesn’t take me back, then let it be so. I’ll have no one to blame but myself. It will be my penance

caused

on her beautiful face and tactics I could use to get her to take

to assure myself, but it doesn’t work. I stand up and start pacing again. I felt wired. Like I was

crazy.

probably messing it up, but I don’t fucking care. Not when I

It was better than listening to my own since

I stood pacing through the room when my door opened. I turn to find Gabe. He looked like hell froze over. He was

anguish in them.

my tracks. Fuck. My brother is usually impeccable and not easily fazed. We share that trait as twins. If he looks anything other than that then something serious

ask as my

it our parent’s? Maybe

doesn’t finish his

wrong. Is it mom

before his eyes focus on

Ava” he

to ask him what’s wrong with Ava when an unrecognizable voice mentions

the direction of

brother begs me, but I don’t pay

hell the reporters have to

BREAKING NEWS.

in big, bold

the Sharp family and founder of The Hope Foundation was today gunned down by unknown people. We are yet to know the state she’s in, but the gunman opened fire to what seems to be a hit targeted at her. The video you’re

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feel my knees weaken, but nothing could have prepared

multiple times

Ava as she was walking out of

frown on her face. Whoever took the

drove past her, a masked

gun, before shooting several times. They sped past her, leaving Ava

pool of blood

ends, and the presenter

would shoot

find out.”

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