Ex-Husband's Regret

Chapter 290

Ava.

It’s been about a week since I was discharged from the hospital. Everything so far has been great, even

though I still have this small fear that everything will fall apart.

Emma wasn’t wrong that day. Rowan had always belonged to her. Sure, he is a human being and not simply a damn possession, but Emma always had a hold on his heart. Something I never fully understood.

I used to ask myself what made her special. I wondered how she garnered such love and loyalty from a formidable man such as Rowan. It used to bug me. Used to annoy me. While she had his soft side, I had

his mean and ugly side.

Now the tables are turned, and I’m not ashamed to say that I don’t fully trust this turn of events and

change of heart.

I see the gentleness and affection in his eyes for me. He looked at me like I always wanted, but there is

this nagging feeling that something isn’t really right.

I mean, when did this change happen? Is it before I was shot? Or after? Did the thought of losing me bring

him to his senses? Making him see what was always right in front of him, or was it something else?

He did tell me he was jealous when I started dating Ethan. So maybe that is it. Men are jealous and

possessive creatures. He probably didn’t like it that another man was taking his place in my life when I’d

worshiped him since I was a kid.

“Ava, should I prepare a bath for Iris?” asks Teresa from the doorway to the living room.

“Yes, please”

It was a beautiful day, and the sun was shining. It was the perfect day for my little angel to have her bath.

Minutes later, Teresa informed me that everything was ready. Picking Iris up, I head to the bathroom,

where I check the temperature of the water before stripping Iris naked.

Noah, as usual, was at school, and Rowan was at work. Don’t get me wrong. I love spending time with Iris,

but I was bored like hell.

I’m not used to just sitting around doing nothing Iris sleeps most of the time, and apart from the times

when she wakes up hungry or wet, she rarely throws a fit

soart from along care of Ife who is not a demanding baby, I have nothing else to do with my days.

ke to go back to work, but for now, that is out of the question

I smile when I realize that she’s actually enjoying the bath. She seems oddly fascinated by the bubbles floating around her.

Once we are done, I dry her and place her on the changing table. Blowing kisses on her belly, my heart fills with happiness as I watch her smile in ecstasy. I dress her after a while, then decide to go outside with

her.

We both needed some much–needed vitamin D.

We had not even been there for long when Teresa came rushing towards me.

“Madam, there is someone here to see you.”

I sigh in exasperation. “How many times will I tell you to call me by my name?”

“I’m sorry, I sometimes forget,” she smiles sheepishly.

I couldn’t stay mad at her. She was just too sweet and kind–hearted. She was a whole lot better than our previous house manager. That woman fucking hated me. For some reason, she couldn’t stand my guts. I honestly think it’s the only reason Rowan kept her around. He knew how it bugged me that she

disrespected me at every turn despite being Rowan’s wife.

“Who is it?” I ask her, pulling myself from the memories.

“It’s Mr. Sharp.”

There was only one Mr. Sharp now. I honestly don’t know if I can handle him. Travis tormented me for years. His disregard and coldness broke my heart. I didn’t get how he could treat me so badly when I was his flesh and blood. Now, though, I understand. I wasn’t his sister at all. That’s why he didn’t mind hurting

me.“Okay, let him in,” I instruct her against my better judgement.

Looking at the sky above, I pray that I haven’t made a mistake. With a nod, Teresa leaves.

“Hi Ava”

I turn to face the man that I’ve believed was my brother for years. Only problem is that he never regarded me as his sister. Even when we were younger. Emma was his beloved darling sister, while I was nothing

but the bitch that ruined his sweet sister’s relationship.

Hello, I simply replied, not really sure what he was doing here.

How are you?

“Cut the crap Travis, we both know you don’t really care for me. So what really brought you here?”

Again, I’m astonished by this new and bold personality I’m rocking. It’s so weird, but rejuvenating at the same time. I guess the old me got tired of being a doormat. It’s clear from how, at times like this, I don’t

hold back.

He looks hurt, but I can’t bring myself to care. Not when he never cared for me. He knew how much he fucking hurt me, but he didn’t give a damn.

He hesitates for a while, but finally speaks up. I sigh when I finally understand what brought him here.

“Please talk to Rowan for me. You’re the only one he’ll probably listen to right now,” he pleads, making me

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“Talk to him about what exactly?”

“Emma was arrested after she hurt you that day. I know what she did is wrong, but it’s been two weeks.

She isn’t doing well.”

I’m shocked. I honestly didn’t give much thought to her after the incident. It never crossed my mind that

she might be in prison.

“And what does Rowan have to do with that?”

“He’s the one who pressed the charges against her,” he inhales, taking a deep breath and trying to calm

himself. “I know you and Emma don’t see eye to eye, but please, Ava, she’s suffering in there. The other

prisoners are making her life a living hell.”

He was on the verge of tears. I could tell that he had tried everything, including talking to Rowan. Nothing

has worked so far.

“What about Mother? She has connections, doesn’t she?” I question him.

“She doesn’t want to get involved. She’s hoping that this experience will teach Emma a lesson. That it’ll

wake her up to reality.”

Wow. That is not what I was expecting at all. If anything, I thought she would be doing everything she could to get her beloved daughter out of prison.

“Emma is a lawyer. Can’t she get herself out of this? Or at least get one of her associates to do it?”

He shakes his head before sighing in defeat. “I wish it was that easy. Rowan’s word is law. Going against him is like going against god. It’s a losing battle. We’ve tried everything. Nothing has worked so far

I bounce Iris up and down when I realize she’s beginning to get fussy.

Please, Ava. I know we’ve treated you horribly in the past, and we don’t deserve your kindness, but I’m begging you. Please speak to Rowan.”

I remain silent, not really knowing what to do or say. Should I really talk to Rowan on their behalf, or should I let Karma have her wicked way?