Ex-Husband's Regret (by Evelyn M.M) novel Chapter 41

Rowan

Today I was hoping to have a wonderful evening with Emma, but that was blown to shits when I saw Ava out on a date with Ethan.

“Rowan?” Emma calls me but I just can’t get my brain to function.

There, Ava stood in the arms of another man. At first I thought that my eyes were playing tricks on me. I had been happy because seeing Ethan out with another woman proved he was a weasel. That was until I realized said woman was Ava.

She was stunningly beautiful. A sight I have never seen before. Her flawless skin was on display and the little black dress she had on showed her curves.

Sure I’ve seen her naked before but this sight hit me differently. She had dressed up, something she never did when we were together. Probably because I never asked her out and never bothered with her.

I watch as Ethan pushes a piece of her hair behind her ear. That gets my blood rushing, but not like watching him caress her cheek before kissing her forehead. Seeing him doing that has me seeing red.

She smiles at him. A smile that for an unknown reason almost brings me to my knees.

“Rowan, you’re hurting me!” Emma snaps.

It’s only then that I realize that I had tightened my hand around her. I loosen it before turning in the direction of Ava. Our eyes collide but she quickly averts them, before stepping into Ethan’s car.

I wanted to rage. To destroy something, someone actually. I wanted to hit Ethan to a bloody pulp. I was mad at him and at my reaction at seeing him with Ava.

Emma wrenches her arm from mine before stomping away angrily.

Before I can stop her, she hails a taxi and leaves.

I didn’t understand my anger. Now more than anything I understood that there was something going on between Ava and Ethan. I hated it.

My mind was so fucking torn, and I was confused as shit. I know Emma didn’t deserve this after all the shit I put her through, but also I didn’t know how to explain why all of a sudden her sister affected me so much.

Getting in my car, I drive off and head towards her condo because I know that’s where she’ll be. It doesn’t take me long before I’m parking outside her building.

She gave me a spare key, so I unlock the door and get in. I find her seated on the sofa, staring at nothing.

“Emma?” I call to her gently.

She turns to look. Her blue eyes red and puffy. I feel like an asshole. This is the woman I’ve loved since I understood what love is. Yet here I was hurting her, after promising never to do it again.

“What are you doing here?” she composes herself, hiding away her pain.

“I’m fucking sorry for earlier...”

“Are you?” she asks, her eyes piercing mine. “Do you know how painful it was to watch you pinning over my sister? How hard it was to watch you drool over her then get pissed off when you realized that she was out with another man”

The guilt that eats at me is ravenous. Either way, I still couldn’t help how I reacted to seeing Ava. I should have and I probably could have. Seeing her like that wasn’t something I was prepared for.

“Emma…” she cuts me off and stands up.

She begins to pace, her hand gesturing wildly. Something she does when she’s pissed but doesn’t know how to deal with it.

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