“Tell you what?”
“Everything…The Hope Foundation and the fact that you aren’t hurting for money. Why did you let all of us look down on you?”
She snorts before turning to fully face me. “And when was I supposed to tell you? You barely wanted to be around me and you would even go to great lengths to make sure we aren’t together for long.”
I stare at her. Looking deep in her brown eyes. There was something new in them. Something that wasn’t there before. There was also something missing.
She continues as she looks outside towards the garden. “Besides would you even have been interested? As far as I can remember, you didn’t particularly care about anything that concerned me”
My eyes drift as I watch people walking in and outside of the garden. She was right. I had been a cold bastard. I rationalized at that time that I didn’t need to care about what the woman who had destroyed my life was doing.
I resented Ava and it showed in the way I fucking treated her for years. I always prided myself in being a good person, but looking back I have to admit that I had been prick. So much so that my wife kept a whole part of her life a secret to me.
“About Emma…” I go to apologize for the words I carelessly threw at her but she cuts me off.
“Don’t worry about it, I’m not after you Rowan and I don’t plan to come between you and Emma, you can rest assured that all the love I had for you is dead. You managed to kill it.” She takes a steadying breath. “Loving you was the biggest mistake I have ever made and I don’t plan on continuing with that mistake”
Fuck, why the hell did it feel like someone took a fucking sledge hammer to my heart at those words?
“I will always be thankful because you gave me Noah. He’s the only good thing you’ve given me since I’ve known you. I regret falling in love with you but I will never regret our son.”
She turns around and faces the door to the room. She smiles and I swivel around to look at what she’s staring at. Her eyes were on Ethan.
“I’m sorry for the trouble I caused you” she says her eyes still on the fucking bastard. “I’m sorry that my mistake tore you from Emma, I know no one believes me, especially you, but I was drunk that night. Anyway, I wish you the best with your new relationship”


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