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.

good at his job.

nothing from him except for empty

to kill one fucking woman? How hard could it be to end

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

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don’t fucking know” he snarls, frustration written all over his face. “Killing someone has never been this hard,

start pacing in agitation. This was supposed to be easy. She was in my way. The only thing that was standing

what I wanted I needed her

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

all a ploy.

I didn’t go through all this trouble

end.

I boomed, throwing my glass and smashing

was supposed to be enjoying the fruits of

I was not anywhere close to my goals. In fact it seemed

away from

me one last

you can fail again?

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

looks of things it seems there is someone above looking after

attempts on their life

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

but Ava’s death is proving

do better” he scoffs, interrupting

anger reaches its limit.

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

straight on his

blood trickle down his eye. His

to repeat what you

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his teeth. Looking at me with unconcealed anger,

how to keep his

way to take her out quickly. I’ve

more to myself.

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

was afraid that the more I tried killing her and she survived, the more

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

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

is receiving protection from her billionaire husband, then it makes my work