Ex-Husband's Regret

Chapter 0322

“Yeah, it’s true,” he finally answers.

I’m shocked. I always just thought it was a stupid rumor.

“How the hell did that happen, and how old were you? Not that I’m judging or anything like that.”

“I was seventeen and she was twenty–six, I think… I was a hormonal boy, and Mandy was fucking hot. I’d always wanted to fuck someone older than me and she made it fucking easy to draw her in when she would literally push her boobs towards my face or widening her legs while in a tiny skirt every time she called me to her desk.” 1

I’m impressed, but at the same time disgusted at Mandy. I mean, she was a teacher for heaven’s sake, yet she tried seducing one of her students. I’m a teacher, and I would never cross that line. 1

“You’re the one that asked,” Rowan says, noticing my scrunched–up face.

I find it disturbing that a teacher would intentionally seduce her

laid–back. I totally enjoyed myself. It was a dream, and I didn’t want the date to end. We talked for hours about

friends. The conversation flowed easily; we talked, laughed, and played silly high school games. Everything was perfect, and I felt like I was where and with whom

packed our things and left, it was already late at night. I smiled all the way

fun,” I tell Rowan as we step out of the car.

believe I never took you

The lights were still on, but Teresa was nowhere to be seen. She was probably in either Iris’s room or

look at the place. I always thought that Rowan built it and designed it with Emma in mind. I didn’t mind how the house looked; I just hated the interior because it was something Emma liked,

he asks when he notices

“Nothing”