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.

at his job. That he would be

from him

fucking woman? How hard could it

to escape death thrice? The third time is supposed to be the charm and yet she was still not

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frustration written all over his face. “Killing someone has never been this hard, I usually get the job done on

agitation. This was supposed to be easy. She was in my way. The only thing that was standing between me and what

get what I wanted

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

discovered that it was all

I didn’t go

end.

throwing my glass and smashing it against

running out of time. Right now I was supposed to be enjoying

was not anywhere close to my

galaxies away

one last chance”

sneer, “So you can fail again? I don’t think

death doesn’t seem to want

there is someone above looking after her. It’s

attempts on their life unless

bitch I’ve ever met. Her luck was starting to get on my nerves. I’ve

I want, but Ava’s death

see you do

that, my anger reaches its limit. Grabbing whatever I could get

throw it in his direction. He doesn’t get a chance to

straight on his arrogant

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

want to repeat what

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teeth. Looking at me with unconcealed anger, he

knows how to keep his mouth

out quickly. I’ve already wasted enough time on

more to myself.

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

that the more I tried killing her and

can’t happen, because it means losing everything

has already proved that she isn’t easy to kill. If we add the fact that now the cops

is receiving protection from her billionaire husband,