Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

28. Lucky woman

Anonymous POV.

I am pissed off. That is an understatement. I am beyond pissed off, I was downright furious. Once

again she managed to escape me. Once again she survived when she was supposed to be dead.

“Tell me how the hell she’s still alive?” I ask Ben.

“I swear I almost had her this time, I was this close to ending her but her bastard bodyguard

arrived and saved her” he muttered.

Did the guy think that I was stupid? That I didn’t know what the hell happened. I have gotten

nothing but excuses from him since this whole operation started. Three times he failed to deliver her dead body. The only thing that was positive about this, is that I haven’t paid him yet. Imagine

if I had paid him and yet he hasn’t delivered.

He was going to get half a million dollars if he got the job done. That money should have

motivated him enough to do his job and finish it within the time limit we agreed.

I take a swig of my whisky. Frustration clawing at me.

“Really? You almost had her, is that the reason why you are bleeding?” I clipped feeling angrier

every minute I talked to the idiot.

“I promise I’ll get her next time. She won’t escape me again” he speaks, his eyes cast to the floor.

“She’s already escaped you thrice!” I boomed, feeling the need to end is pathetic life.

He doesn’t speak. Instead he continues staring at the ground like it was interesting.

He had set me back big time. This job was supposed to be done months ago and yet here we still

are, with Ava alive and breathing.

and was told he was good at his job. That he would be able to

from him except for

fucking woman? How hard could it be to end

I’ve been wondering. How lucky can one be to escape death thrice? The third time is supposed to be the charm and yet she was still not dead. A bit

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he snarls, frustration written all over his face. “Killing someone has never been

only thing that was standing between me and what I

get what I wanted

wanted to make it look an accident. The last thing I needed was to have cops on my back after I went through all that trouble to get her out of my way. An opportunity to cover my tracks presented itself in the form of Reapers‘ Angels. Their involvement provided the

that it was all a ploy. That the Reapers‘ weren’t

I didn’t go through all this trouble just to lose

end.

boomed, throwing my glass

I was supposed to be enjoying the fruits

not

away

one last chance”

you can fail

it about the Ava that death doesn’t seem to want to claim her? I

seems there is someone above looking after her. It’s not

three attempts on their

ever met. Her luck was

always get what I want, but Ava’s death is proving to

see you do better” he scoffs, interrupting my

mock me like that, my anger reaches its limit.

doesn’t get a chance to duck. The bottle of whiskey

on his

I see blood trickle down his eye. His pain eases my anger just a

to repeat what you just

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teeth. Looking at me with unconcealed anger, he shakes

least he knows how to keep

has to be a way to take her out quickly.

more to myself.

it wasn’t for the fact that I needed her dead for my plan to work, I wouldn’t

more I tried killing her and she survived, the more I

can’t happen, because it means losing everything I’ve

to kill. If we add the fact

receiving protection from her billionaire husband,