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.

he was good at his job. That

him except for empty

that you’re unable to kill one fucking

How lucky can one be to escape death thrice? The third time is supposed to be the charm and

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his face. “Killing someone has never been this hard, I usually get the job done

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

wanted I needed her gone.

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

all a ploy. That the Reapers‘ weren’t

they would be after Ben and then me. I didn’t go

end.

my glass and

now I was supposed to be enjoying

but instead I was not anywhere close to my goals. In

galaxies away from

one last

fail again? I don’t think

death doesn’t seem to want to claim her? I

there is someone

their life unless

was the luckiest bitch I’ve ever met. Her luck was

get what I want, but Ava’s death is

to see you do

like that, my anger reaches its limit. Grabbing whatever I

I throw it in his direction. He doesn’t get a chance to duck. The bottle

on

down his eye. His pain eases my

want to repeat

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and clenches his teeth. Looking

how to keep his mouth

be a way to take her out quickly. I’ve already

more to myself.

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

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

it means losing everything I’ve

that she isn’t easy to kill. If we add

from her billionaire husband, then it makes my