Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

Divorce decree

I get out of my car and slowly walk towards the mansion. My hands were trembling and my body was sweaty.

I still couldn’t believe that it was done. That I was finally divorced from him. The proof of that was currently in my handbag. I was here to bring the final papers to him and to pick Noah up.

Entering the house, I follow the sounds of hushed voices but stop in my tracks when I near the kitchen.

Right now I could hear them clearly and what I heard encased my soul in ice.

“I still don’t understand why you can’t live with me and mommy?” Noah asks his father.

My shaking hands go to my chest. My heart breaking at the sadness in his voice. I would do anything for him, but this divorce was inevitable.

Our marriage had been a mistake. Everything about us was a mistake. It just took me a while to see the truth.

“You know why Noah, you mother and I are no longer together” His voice is soft as he replies.

It’s weird really. That during the duration of our marriage he has never once spoken to me softly. It was always cold. Always flat and devoid of any emotion

“But why?”

“These things just happen” he mumbles.

I can imagine his face frowning. As he tries to make Noah understand so that he doesn’t ask any more questions. But Noah is my son. Curiosity and inquisition is in his blood.

“Don’t you love her?”

My breath gets caught at the simple heartfelt question. I take a step back and lean against the wall. Heart racing, I wait in anticipation for his answer.

I knew his answer. I’ve always known what it is. Everyone with the exception of Noah probably knows that damn answer.

will. That was as clear as day. Knowing this, I still wanted to hear his reply. Would he

his throat, obviously stalling.

love mommy or not?” Noah asks again, his voice

love her for

a placation

this time. It still hurts. I feel my heart breaking all over again. I don’t know why a

gave birth to Noah, nor after in

of our marriage. I gave him my all but

there were three of us in our marriage. Him, me

I was tired of

told you it’s rude to listen

my thoughts in the process. I square my shoulders and

stands near the kitchen counter.

mocking grey eyes pins

eyes shift to my son. My pride and joy. The only good thing in my life. His good looks

give them a small

and jumps down from the counter. He rushes to me

I kiss his forehead before he steps away

my home, but now I feel out of place

truth though, I

this house with HER in mind. This was HER

he wasn’t planning on

are you doing here?” he asks in annoyance and stares at his watch. “You promised you wouldn’t interrupt my

and I thought I could bring

stone cold and his lips form a thin line. Every time he looks at me like this, a piece of me

I continued loving him. Holding on. Thinking things will change, but

craving since I was a child. I was wrong. Marriage turned to be a nightmare. I was always fighting with

my chest. Trying to ease the pain that was

good. It still fucking hurts

need to discuss something” Rowan says through clenched teeth, the word

between us for a minute

fighting” he commands before

ear shot, Rowan bangs his fist on the counter in anger. His grey eyes are icy as he addresses

my damn office instead of interrupting my time with my son” the words leave his lips in a growl. His