Ex-Husband's Regret

I walk Inside. The carpet feels so plush. It’s like you’re walking on clouds.

I gently put Iris in her crib before picking up the baby monitor.

Thank you. This means a lot.”

He smiles. Rowan is really good–looking, but when he smiles or laughs, it takes his hotness to a whole.

other level.

I stare at him, completely mesmerized. He has never smiled at me, and right now I just want to soak this

up. “Come, I think it’s time for dinner. I’m sure you’ve missed home–cooked food,” he gives me his hand I hesitantly place mine on his.

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I feel a spark just from touching him. A kind of thrill goes down my spine, and I can’t say that I hate it. NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

We get downstairs and find Noah already there. He was digging into his meal at the dining table. I take my seat and begin serving. Rowan was about to do the same when his phone rings. He stares at his phone before picking it up.

“Excuse me,” he tells us before standing up to leave.

Before he walks out of the room, I hear him saying someone’s name. The name Reaper doesn’t ring a bell at all. Maybe it was one of his business partners. If it is, why would someone even name their child Reaper?

I usually don’t interfere with his work, but for some odd reason, I make a mental note to ask him of this Reaper person.

*So, did you like Iris’s room?” Noah asks after swallowing.

“I love it, baby,” I say. “It’s so pretty. You and your dad did an amazing job.”

A woman I’ve never seen walks out of the kitchen. She places some fruits on the table before introducing herself.

I’m Teresa, ma’am. If you need anything at all, just let me know.” I nod my head, and she swiftly leaves.

“Who’s that woman, Noah?”

She looked to be in her forties.

Oh, she’s Teresa. She cooks and cleans,” Noah says with a frown.

guess he didn’t hear Teresa introducing herself. And why would Rowan need a housekeeper? He knows! take care of everything around the house, including cooking. Maybe he hired her when I was in the

hospital, right?

I turn to Noah to ask him when Teresa was hired, only to find him still frowning.

I

“Hey, what is it?” I ask. “Why do you look upset?”

He’s quiet for a while, as if debating whether or not to tell me what was troubling him. Finally, he speaks.

“I found a note in my bag from a girl in our class. She joined school around the time you were taken to the hospital.”

“What did the note say?”

“Just that she’s happy that you’re okay.”

I frown, not really understanding what the problem with that was.

“Isn’t that a good thing? She’s being nice,” I ask him because I don’t get why that would make him angry.

“It is, but Sierra is a complete pain in the butt,” his voice hardens as he says his name.

This makes me curious. Noah is a pretty chilled boy and is pretty friendly and open. I’ve never seen him like this.

“That’s not a really nice thing to say about someone.”

He groans in frustration. “You don’t get it, mom; Sierra just won’t leave me alone. She keeps following me everywhere and wants to do everything I do. It’s very frustrating.”

I smile when I realize what is going on. It seemed like whoever this girl was had a crush on Noah. Only problem is that she’s being pushy. She kind of reminded me of myself when I was younger and was obsessed with Rowan.

“You don’t like her? Seems like she wants to be your friend”

I think it’s too early for me to tell him what is actually going on.

“Absolutely not. She’s too loud and too pushy. She’s always covered in scraps and mud or dirt, plus she

doesn’t act her age. She still, wears mickey Mouse–printed stockings.

He says it with disgust in his voice. As if that’s something totally horrific.

didn’t raise you to talk about others that way. All humor flees from me. “She may be different, but that en’t a bad thing and let me never ever find out that you said anything mean to her. There are ways you

distance yourself without hurting her feelings, okay?”

Noah is strong willed like his father. Once he dislikes something or someone, it’s hard to change their feelings about it or them.

7 just wish she’d stop and stay away from me,” he says, sagging in his chair.