Ex-Husband's Regret

Chapter 326

Chapter 0326

“What’s got you drinking in the club alone instead of being at home with Ava?” Gabe asks as he takes a seat next to me.

I was in a terrible mood, and the last thing I wanted was any form of company. That includes my brother’s. Ignoring him, I take another gulp of my whisky.

I was in the VIP section of one of our many clubs. The music was booming, people were dancing and having fun, and alcohol was flowing, but none of that did anything for me.

Tonight, I just wanted to forget. To forget the image of Ava’s heartbreak. I know it’s wishful thinking given that both of those images are burned in my mind, but I can fucking try.

Things at home have been tense. The atmosphere that was welcoming isn’t there any more. I want things to go back to how they fucking were, but I don’t know how to do that. I don’t fucking know how to fix things.

I can’t take back those words. I can’t fucking reverse them. I can’t unwind time and fix my mistakes. If I could, I’d already have done it because I love her so fucking much, and it kills me to know that I all but destroyed her.

It shatters me to know that I am the one who destroyed everything we could have had.

“Rowan?” His hand lands on my shoulder, but I shrug it off.

“What!” I was sad, heartbroken, and pissed. None of those emotions were ever good together.

“Well, you’re in a foul mood,” Gabe states, giving me a side–eye look.

“That should’ve been fucking obvious when you found me drinking alone.”

and neither does he. While I lounge and cradle my drink, he pours himself

I haven’t seen him in a

have been tense since I threw Emma in prison. We haven’t spoken since the day he came, begging me to release his sister. We’ve been friends since we were both in diapers, but

state of depression, so he’s trying to deal with that,” he replies with

sent her to

back together. He thinks, though, that what pushed her over the

I guess both of us were finally getting our karma, because how else would you call it? Every word I said and

realized this earlier. If only we’d known what we know now back then, We held on to each other, not realizing

asks

drink. To put it plainly, I became a fucking drunkard. After Noah was born, I swore never to get drunk again. Here I was, though, trying to reach oblivion. Trying to

the amber liquid debating before finally throwing back the contents and pouring myself another.

say her name.

“I thought you said she’d given you a chance without pushing for

at him. “Why do you have to assume

the wrong, but damn it, why did he just immediately assume

when it

up. He was right, wasn’t he? I couldn’t argue with him because he wasn’t wrong. Up until

you tell me

was great and

after the date then?” he

of something I said before her accident. Somehow jerking off in the shower triggered her memory, and now

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