Ex-Husband's Regret

Chapter 303

Without wasting time, I cross the soft carpet and head out of my office. I walk down the hallway, heading towards Gabe’s office.

“Is my brother in?” I ask his secretary once I get to his side of the floor.

We were the only board member’s that were on this floor. Mainly because we retained the highest percentage of shares along with my father, though he is now retired.

“Yes, Sir. He’s still in.”

I nod at her and walk into my brother’s office after noting that this was yet a new secretary. Gabe went through them at an alarming rate. I blame it on the fact that he is still a notorious playboy. He sleeps with them, and once they start getting attached, he fires them.

“Rowan…”

“What happened to the other one?” I ask, knowing that I don’t need to elaborate. “This is the fourth secretary you’ve hired this month.”

“Well, it’s not my fault that they keep expecting me to profess my love and put a ring on it after a day or two of sex,” he grins, a grin that I know very well he uses to draw women into his fucking web.

Shaking my head, I stare at my brother, wondering if there exists a woman who can actually tame him.”

You really should stop mixing business with pleasure.”

“Nah… Where is the fun in that?” He shrugs, and I sigh, knowing that he won’t stop sleeping with every fucking secretary he hires.

At least he respected my decision when I told him my secretary was out of limit. The last thing I wanted or needed was to search for new ones because my brother can’t keep his dick in his pants. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

“So, what brought you to my office?”

“I don’t really feel like going home,” I answer, avoiding his gaze.

“Color me shocked… Why? I thought things were going great with Ava.”

“They are…” I leave the sentence hanging.

Well, they were, that is, until she got back from visiting Ethan in prison. I don’t know what happened or what he told her, but Avá has been eyeing me suspiciously since then. Every time I do something, I say something, kiss her, hold her, or even do the smallest of things. Suspicion mars her eyes, making me

“I think Ethan may have said something to her; she’s been off lately. It started after she went to see Ethan about a week ago. Or maybe something happened between them, and she’s wondering what the hell she’s doing with me when there is Ethan.”

“She loves you.” Gabe tries assuring me, but it doesn’t work.

“But for how long? And what happens when she regains her memories and realizes that she killed and buried her love for me a long time ago?”

My insecurities are showing, but I don’t care. In addition to worrying about her safety, I worry about the day that she’ll regain her memories. I’m so fucking afraid of admitting that losing her scares me to death.

This past month and a half has been fucking amazing. I never thought that Ava could be what I wanted.

What I needed. I was wrong. She fucking lights up my world in a way I never thought possible, making me realize how much of a fool I was to hold myself back from her.

Kissing her, waking up beside her, holding her, having our late–night conversations, and having Noah and

Iris is everything I didn’t know I needed, but now I know I can’t live without it. She’s embedded so deeply. in my fucking heart that it would be impossible to dig her out. Not that I would want to anyway.

I want everything with her. Everything I denied myself and her when we were married. I want a future with her. I want to re–marry her and grow our family. I want to watch our kids grow and be there for her every step of the way. I want a happy ending with her, and I want to spend the next sixty–plus years with her.

“You’re overreacting. I’m sure nothing is wrong.” He assures me firmly.

I sigh, defeated and tired. “If you think that’s the case, why don’t you come home for dinner then? You can see for yourself that I am not overreacting, as you put it.”

“Fine”

I smile as we both rise up. I just hope that Ava won’t be angry that I invited Gabe. After all, he had never antagonized her, but he wasn’t welcoming to her either.