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.

he doesn’t love me. Never had and never will. That was as clear as day. Knowing this, I still wanted to hear his reply. Would he tell

clears his throat,

or not?”

him sigh in defeat. “I love her

a placation not

all this time. It still hurts. I feel my heart breaking

we got married or when I gave birth to Noah,

himself back through the entire duration of our marriage. I gave him my

there were three of us in our marriage. Him, me and the love of his life. The woman

rub them way. I was tired of crying. Tired of chasing after a man

anyone ever told you it’s rude to listen

silent space. Interrupting my thoughts in the process. I square my shoulders

kitchen counter. My now

mocking grey eyes pins

pride and joy. The only good thing in my life. His good looks are definitely curtesy of his dad. He has my brown hair and his penetrating

I give them a small

his half eaten sandwich down and jumps down from

you too, my love” I kiss his forehead before he steps away from me

home, but now I feel out of place

truth though, I

built this house with HER in mind. This was HER dream house,

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

are you doing here?” he asks in annoyance and stares at his watch. “You promised

got the divorce degree today and I thought I could bring you the copy while I

like this, a piece

heart and shattered my soul. I continued

finally get love. The love I’ve been 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

to ease the pain

good. It still fucking hurts even though we’ve been

up to your room? Your mother and I need to discuss something” Rowan says through clenched teeth,

looks between us for a

he commands

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

damn office instead of interrupting my time with my son” the words leave his lips in a growl. His hands are fisted and he looks about ready to blow up