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.

with a smile while cleaning the counter

I hope is a gentle smile “Good morning too Teresa, and please call me Ava. Madam is

formal”

she stops and focuses on

imposing, I’d like to

turns blinding and she rods

He kept complaining that I don’t make his

she winks at

way his

see Noah saying that. My smile slips off my face

must have been for him when I was

excuses herself and I start working on making breakfast. For some

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rarely ate anything I cooked. He used to miss breakfast and dinner. The only time he would eat something I made was when Noah insisted we have a meal together. Even then he would take a few spoons and

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

to shield Noah from the disrespect and disregard Rowan showed

to make sure he was. Including faking marital

I

away, I

knows, maybe witnessing my almost death changed something inside Rowan. I

to me and maybe this was our second chance

later, I fling the flour to the side in frustration as I feel my eyes begin to tear. Why was this

goddamn hard?

wrong?” Rowan’s voice

to his chest. With his other hand he pushes my hair

his chin on

this tender action if I weren’t

to know how to make the kind of pancakes Noah likes like the back

secret ingredient I used” I cry and hold on to the

break down if

worry too much about it” he tries to calm me, but it’s

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