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.

never will. That was as clear as day. Knowing this, I still wanted to hear his reply. Would he tell our son the truth or lie to

his throat, obviously stalling.

love mommy or not?” Noah asks again,

sigh in defeat. “I love her for

was a placation

me. After all this time. It still hurts. I feel my heart breaking all over again. I don’t know why a small part of me had hoped that his answer

Not when we got married or when I gave birth to Noah, nor after in the years that had passed or when we

I gave him my all but he gave me nothing in return except

of two, there were three of us in our marriage. Him, me and the love of his life. The woman he’s refused to let go for nine long

them way. I was tired of crying. Tired of chasing after a man that didn’t

told you it’s rude to listen to other

thoughts in the

the kitchen counter. My now ex-husband,

grey eyes pins

in my life. His good looks are definitely curtesy of his dad.

them a

jumps down from

kiss his forehead before he steps away from me and goes back to his

to be my home, but now I feel out of place in it. Like I don’t

though, I never

this house with HER in mind. This was HER dream house, everything down to the

he wasn’t planning on letting her go. That he wouldn’t reciprocate my love

stares at his watch. “You promised you wouldn’t interrupt

I could bring you the copy while

Every time he looks at me like this, a piece of me breaks. I’ve

and over, he has broken my heart and shattered my soul. I continued loving him. Holding on. Thinking things

craving since I was a child. I was wrong. Marriage turned to be a nightmare. I was always fighting with the ghost of his past. The ghost of a girl I could never measure up to no matter how much

rub my chest. Trying to ease

fucking hurts even though we’ve

discuss something” Rowan says through clenched teeth, the word mother slipping out of his mouth in

for a minute

fighting” he commands before

fist on the

with my son” the words leave his lips in a growl. His hands are fisted and he looks about ready to blow up on