Ex-Husband's Regret

Chapter 0508

It's sparkling clean inside. She told me that she usually has someone come and clean it at least once a week, so I didn't have to worry about having to clean it. It was also fully furnished, given Ava hadn't taken anything out of it except for Noah's bed and Iris' cot.

Despite it not having been used for the last two years, it still had a homey feel to it. It still held on to a certain warmth. Ava really does have a way of turning a house into a home. My penthouse never felt like this. It felt cold. A place to live in, but not a home.

I'm startled when Travis walks in carrying a box. He gives me a questioning look, but I turn around and ignore it. I leave and head to his car to take more of my things inside.

It doesn't take us long to bring all my things into the house. Fifteen minutes or less. I didn't have a lot, given that I lost my passion for shopping, so I haven't bought anything new in the past years.

"Looks like we are done," Travis murmurs, staring at the staircase, his hands on his waist.

"Yes," I reply. "I would have cooked, but I have nothing in the fridge. Maybe I can order takeout, and then later on I'll go out for grocery shopping."

"No need for that," Mom emerges from the kitchen with a smile on her face. "Seems like Ava stocked the fridge for you. You don't have to do grocery shopping. What's in there is enough to last you for about two weeks."

kind gesture. I make a mental note to call her later on today after I

sweet of her," Travis expresses in a soft voice before turning to me. "I can't stay

*I understand"

a lunch date with my teammates.

can remember, she has always played tennis. She never stopped, even after she entered her fifties. She's also excellent. Mom is the team leader, and they have only lost two

a small smile. "I can have you over

wave at me from the car, before Travis speeds off and I am left

sandwich. I struggled to find the ingredients, given I didn't really know

the house. "Did you come back to the house for something? I saw the door closing

the kitchen,

the hell are you doing here?" he all

my outside

my palms sweaty. I knew I'd face

he were a cartoon character, smoke