Ex-Husband's Regret

Chapter 133

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I wake up sprawled on top of Rowan. His arm was wrapped tight around my waist, and half my body was

on top of his

Slowly, I lift my head from his chest. This was another new thing for us. The intimacy our position

projected, you would think that we’re in love. Only I knew the truth. There was love in our marriage yes,

but it was one sided.

I get up slowly. I didn’t want to wake him up. I needed time to myself. Time to try and catch on to

whatever the hell was happening. I feel like my life has been turned upside down since I woke up from

that coma.

It has been two days, but those two days have been a rollercoaster of events. Now I was reeling from the

rush. Not really sure if I should trust my eyes or my heart.

I spot the bottle of milk on his bedside table.

Iris woke up like three times. The first two times, I fed her. The last time I remember him telling me to go

back to sleep. That he would take care of her. I was tired so I didn’t argue at al

all.

Putting on my bathrobe, I tip toe out of the room. I check on Iris and Noah before going downstairs. It was

fairly early in the morning and given it was on a Saturday, Noah didn’t have school today.

I get to the kitchen only to find Teresa.

she greets with a smile while cleaning

hope is a gentle smile “Good morning too Teresa, and please

formal”

and focuses on me, ready to do anything I asked

but if I’m not imposing, I’d like to make breakfast

turns blinding and she

be ecstatic. He kept complaining

she

way his

Noah saying that. My smile

must have been for him when I was in

on making breakfast. For some weird

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ate anything I cooked. He used to miss breakfast and dinner. The only time he would eat something I made was when Noah insisted

me. It was like anything from me was polson. I soon got over it. It hurt, but

my hardest to shield Noah from the disrespect and disregard Rowan showed me. Noah thought

do anything to make sure he was.

I

away, I focus

almost death changed something inside Rowan. I love Rowan

me and maybe this

flour to the side in frustration as I feel my eyes begin to tear.

goddamn hard?

what’s wrong?” Rowan’s voice

brings me to his chest. With his other hand he pushes

chin on

surprises at this tender

kind of pancakes Noah likes like the back of my

secret ingredient I used” I cry and hold

I’d break down if

it” he tries to calm

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