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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will remain with her though and considering the damage I caused, I can’t help

she’ll ever forgive me.

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 over

beautiful face and tactics I could

was going to happen. I try to

crazy.

run my hand through my hair, probably messing it up, but I don’t fucking care. Not when

turn on the TV. Maybe hearing other people’s voices will help me calm down. It was better than listening to my own since

for how long I stood pacing through the room when my door opened. I turn to find

anguish in them.

not easily fazed. We share that trait as twins.

as

was it our parent’s? Maybe

starts but doesn’t finish his sentence. His voice was mixed

what’s wrong. Is it mom or

before his eyes focus on

he

him what’s wrong with Ava when an

direction

it, focus on me” My brother begs me, but I

what the hell the reporters have

BREAKING NEWS.

headlines written in big, bold

gunned down by unknown people. We are yet to know the state she’s in, but the

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could have prepared me to watching the woman

multiple times

was walking out of an

her face. Whoever took the video

her direction. Just before the drove past her, a masked person, rolled the window down

They sped past her, leaving

pool of blood

ends, and the presenter

why these gangsters would shoot a pregnant woman, but stay tuned as

find out.”

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