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

inflicted. 2

the damage I caused, I can’t

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

I’ve caused over

her. To focus on her beautiful face and tactics I could use to get her to take me

going to happen. I try to assure myself, but it doesn’t work. I stand

crazy.

my hair, probably messing it up, but I don’t fucking care. Not when I feel like my fucking heart

will help me calm down. It was better than listening to my own since it

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

anguish in them.

share that trait as twins. If he looks anything other

is it?” I ask as my heart rate

it our parent’s? Maybe

he starts but doesn’t finish his sentence.

wrong. Is

see him swallow, before his eyes focus

Ava” he

what’s wrong with Ava when an unrecognizable voice

in the direction of

brother begs me, but

know what the hell

BREAKING NEWS.

written in

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

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knees weaken, but nothing could have prepared me

multiple times

walking out of an ice cream shop. Her eyes

the video captured a black SUV with

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

sped past her,

pool of blood

the

to establish why these gangsters would shoot a pregnant

find out.”

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