Ex-Husband's Regret

hell did you stop?” she looks at me questioningly as if she didn’t understand.

you really have the nerve to ask me that?” I growl, feeling fed up with the way she treats me. “Get out”

“No. I’m not leaving. Not until you tell me what I have done”

Damn. Was she really clueless, or was she just playing dumb? I can’t believe that she would even ask me

that. Didn’t she see anything wrong with what she was doing? Or how she’s treating me?

“Calvin” she calls and goes to take my hand. I step back and glare at her,

I am disgusted in myself. I can’t believe I’ve allowed her to treat me and Gunner like shit for years.

“Tell me one thing” I take a deep breath. “Do you love me?”

She looks at me for a split second before she looks away, It fucking hurt. So much, but that was the

confirmation I needed.

“Do you feel anything for me apart from lust?” My voice is thick and strained, even to my own years,

I have never asked her this. Never asked her directly if she cared for, I shouldn’t have, because it’s clear

that she doesn’t.

“What about our son?”

I can handle anything. If she doesn’t fucking love me, I can deal with that. What I can’t deal with is her

refusing to love Gunner. He wasn’t a stranger, or a boy I adopted. He was her fucking son, yet she refused

to acknowledge that.

My heart continues to break when she remains silent. The silence between us speaks louder than any

word that would ever be uttered.

“I’m fucking talking to you.” Grabbing her chin forcefully. I make her look at me. “Do you care about us?”

Her eyes fill with tears as she stares at me with an emotion I can’t comprehend. Her tears would move

me before, but not anymore.

I am just fucking tired. Tired of being just a warm body that she uses on occasion to get off.

Sighing, I release her as if she’d burned me. I was fighting my emotions, and I was precariously close to

losing my shit.

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er, grounding my teeth against the pain that was threatening to swallow me whole.

Fdon’t give her the chance to finish her sentence.

“Fucking leave my goddamn house, Emma, before I say or do something I’ll regret.” I yell, the need to shake her filling my bones.

How can she not see the pain she’s causing me? Causing Gunner…Or is it that she just doesn’t care that

she’s hurting us?

“Please just listen to me.”

“So that you can spew bullshit? Or is it so you can manipulate me in order to get me to sleep with you?” I try to calm myself down. “You’re a selfish little bitch, and I am done letting you play games with mine and my son’s hearts. Get out of our lives, Emma. We don’t need you. We never have, and we never will.”

“You and I are done. I don’t want you anywhere near me or Gunner. I hope the fucking love you held on to for Rowan keeps you warm at night when you’re lonely and he’s with Ava. She’s a woman you’ll never measure up to, and I hope you feel the same pain you’ve put me through when you see her with Rowan. Now get out of my fucking house.”

With that, I grab her hand and kick her out of my house and life.

Ava was right. I deserve better than Emma. It was time I let go of my love for her because she wasn’t

worth it.

From now on, she means nothing to me. She could rot in hell for all I care.