Ex-Husband's Regret

He literary stomps towards us. When he reaches us, he pulls me out of my chair before kissing me ucking confusing and frustrating. I hate that I have to be told about my life by other people. It’s something that I should be able to remember instead of being told about it like it was a damn story.

“You hinted that you came into my life after Emma came back, but you already knew our story. How’s that possible, and how did we meet?”

“Travis and I are dating. We’ve been dating for almost two years now. I knew of your history with Emma

and Rowan because Travis told me.

And things get even more interesting. I didn’t see that coming. Given how think he would warn his girlfriend to stay away from me.

Travis also despised me, I’d

Also, how are we even friends? Travis is a piece of work, and I’m sure his girlfriend is probably the same.

After all, don’t birds of a feather flock together?

She must have seen the doubt in my eyes because she grabs my hand.

“I know what you’re thinking, but it isn’t like that. After Travis told me about you, I kept my distance. Not because I supported them and what they did to you, but because I was afraid you’d reject my friendship because I was dating him. It was after your attack that I came looking for you. I wanted to make sure your were okay and that you knew you weren’t alone.”

Taking a sip of my drink, I remain silent for a while. There was a lot to unpack from what she told me.

“If you were afraid that I wouldn’t accept your friendship, then that means Travis and I weren’t on good

terms.”

“Yes.” She replied, shifting in her seat. “You’d cut him from your life.”

Well, there is another surprise.

I only had one question, though:

“Why would I have cut him off and not Rowan? He’s caused me more pain than almost everyone

combined.”

Panic flashes in her eyes. I see her begin to get nervous before she forces herself to calm down. If what, she was saying was the truth, why would she panic at my simple question?

That’s something you have to figure out yourself,” she finally answers. “But I think that it’s maybe because, even though you tried killing your love for Rowan, you never succeeded. It was buried under years of pain, but it never faded. On the other hand, your love for Travis, Kate, and James. It faded. That’s

I go to say something, but she cuts me off.

“Plus, it’s hard to move on from someone when he is constantly around you. Because of the shared cust …” Her eyes widen as if she’d caught herself right before revealing something she wasn’t supposed to.” Because of Noah, you two were always around each other.”

I hum as my brain tries to figure out what she’d been about to say. Could she have meant to say shared custody? If so, doesn’t that mean that Rowan and I divorced?

More questions just keep arising in my head. It was driving me nuts, honestly. All I wanted was to figure

out the damn truth.

“What about my relationship with Ethan?” I ask her, maybe she could shed more light on that.

She answers with a question of her own. “What has Rowan told you?” NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

Shrugging my shoulders, I reply. “Nothing much. Just that I was seeing him during the time he was courting Emma… I can’t help but wonder, though; I know myself. At least my current self, and I know! would never have slept with another man if I at least didn’t feel something strong for him.”

Letty stares at me for a long time before answering.

“You were highly attracted to him, but apart from that, you were falling for him. You once told me that you felt really strongly for him and that you could actually imagine a future with him. That you could see yourself building a life with him and loving him”

Color me shocked. Shit. Was she honestly telling the truth? Was I really falling for some other man? I always thought that Rowan was it for me. I never considered other men because he was embedded deep in my soul. I thought I would never fall out of love with him, even if he went back to Emma.

To find out that this almost happened leaves me feeling some type of way.

I look up at her with unfocused eyes.

“And what happened to Ethan? Why isn’t he around? If I were falling in love with him, why am I now with Rowan? I don’t understand.” I stammer, firing question after question at her.

She goes to answer, but a cold and deadly voice stops her.

“That’s fucking enough Letty”

I swivel around in my chair, and my eyes collide with the gray, angry ones belonging to Rowan.

I normally wouldn’t mind the kiss, but something about it seemed different. It was full of anger and

e he was trying bitterness. It was punishing and bruising. Almost as if he was trying to stake his claim. Like to erase Ethan’s name from my lips. 1

I stand stock still, refusing to kiss him back. I wanted answers, and he’d cut off Letty before she could tell

me where Ethan was.

When he notices that I’m not responding to his kiss, he stops and steps back. The anger is still raging in his eyes, but that doesn’t faze me at all. Not when I was desperate to know what happened to the man that I’d apparently been falling for. The man who had achieved what I’d thought was impossible. Taking

me away from Rowan.

“I want answers, Rowan, and I want them now,” I demand, folding my hand across my chest. “Tell me

where Ethan is.”

The storm that was brewing behind his stormy grey eyes becomes almost chaotic.

“I don’t want to hear his fucking name,” he growls, his fist clenched. “I told you what’s important, and

that’s all you need to know about him. You don’t need to know where he is.”

His answer ignites a fire inside me. I mean, how fucking dare he? This is the father of my talking about, and he has the audacity to tell me he isn’t going to tell me more about him?

child we are

“He’s Iris’s father, and I deserve to know who he is and where he is. This isn’t something I’m going to budge on, whether you like it or not.” I hiss at him as I stub my finger in his chest just to get my point

across.

“No!” His tone is hard, and it reminds me of the Rowan I was used to. “That’s final”

“Maybe you should just tell her.” Letty comes to my aid, and those deadly eyes turn to her.

“Don’t tell me what to fucking do,” he snarls, his voice dripping with annoyance. “Now get the hell out of

my compound.”

His attitude towards her enrages me. I’d become so complacent because of his new change that I’d

forgotten how much of an asshole Rowan could be.

I yell at him. feeling even more pissed off. “Don’t talk to my friend like that.”

You barely fucking know her,” he sneers, and I can’t help but feel that he’s somehow mocking me.

My heart breaks at being reminded that I couldn’t even remember my best friend because of my head injury. Something that is beyond my control.

“You’re an asshole, but I shouldn’t be surprised because you’ve always been one towards me.” uttering this, I grab Letty’s hand and the baby monitor, then drag her across the lawn and into the house.

I can’t believe I let my guard around him. I should have known that everything with him was too good to

be true.

“Look, I’m going to go, but I’ll come back another day.” Letty begins. “I didn’t mean to cause any

between you two.”

trouble

I release the air I was holding and just sag in defeat. “It isn’t your fault. I just don’t understand why he’s

acting this way.

She looks at me like I’m joking. “Are you kidding me? Don’t you see why he won’t tell you where Ethan is

or why he doesn’t want you to speak his name?”

I shake my head because it doesn’t make any sense to me at all. Ethan is a part of my life because of Iris. There is no way I would cut him out of his daughter’s life unless he himself didn’t want to be part of it.

“It’s because he’s jealous,” she finally says. “It’s obvious to everyone except you. He doesn’t want you

around Ethan because he is fucking jealous.”

I almost laugh, but then remember the night he’d told me the same thing. I hadn’t believed him, but could

it actually be true?

Before I can say anything to her, like maybe tell her she was wrong Iris chooses that time to start wailing.

“Go, she needs you more. I’ll let myself out, and maybe one of these days we can arrange a girl’s day out

with Corrine,” she says, giving me a smile.

“Alright then,” I sigh tiredly, feeling bad that I didn’t manage to make her stay longer, not that she event

I

gave me the chance to convince her.

She hugs me, and I head upstairs. I hear the door open and close right before I enter Iris’s room.

Picking her up from the cot, I kiss her cheek and then take her to the changing table. Her diaper wasn’t

wet, so it meant she was probably hungry.