Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

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Chapter 0271

Ave

I wake with a start. I don’t know what startled me. Maybe it was a dream or a memory. I’m

not sure. It

was vague, and the images weren’t clear.

I detangle myself from Rowan and sit up. One name kept ringing in my head.

Ethan.

Was it someone I knew? Someone I should know? Was he important to me somehow? The

questions

were endless as I tried to figure out who the hell he was.

Our bedroom was lit by the moon. It cast an eerie atmosphere. Especially since I woke up

shaken by

whatever it was that plagued my mind. I turn the lights on still. Trying to chase away the

goosebumps.

“Ava, is something wrong?” His sleepy voice makes me turn to him.

He looked really S**y. His eyes were sleepy, and his hair was disheveled Plus, his chest

was totally bare. I swallow as I continue salivating over him. Rowan is a S**y and hot

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masterpiece. There was no denying

that.

“Ava?” he calls, bringing me back from my thoughts.

Should I tell him? It’s been a couple of days since I woke up, and the feeling that he’s

hiding something

from me still persists.

I don’t know why, but my heart tells me that whoever Ethan is, Rowan doesn’t really like

him. Everything was going so smoothly between us. I was afraid of messing it all up.

My mouth compresses so as to stop myself from blurting it all out. I was dying to know

who this guy was and why his name filtered through the block that was keeping my

memories from me.

Rowan sits up in bed, then turns me so that we are face–to–face. His hand on my bare

arms sends shivers down my back. It makes me think that I wouldn’t mind his hands all

over me. In fact, I would much prefer

that.

Taking a deep breath, I try to calm myself. Everything was still so new. I didn’t really trust

his affections

for me, so it would be a mistake to jump into bed with him, though we do share a bed.

Running my hand down my face, I decide to come clean with him. “I just woke up from

what I think is a

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b*dy still next to mine, making me raise my brow at that.

Do you remember what the memory was?” he asks, his voice a bit hesitant.

And there it was. The reason why I think he’s hiding something from me. That, or there is

something he

doesn’t want me to remember.

1 study him, but his face gives nothing away. Sighing, I shake my head.

“No, I don’t remember what it was.” I hear him exhale, “But one name kept ringing in my

head.”

He stills again. He was doing a really lousy job at trying to make it seem like he was

detached. That, what

I remembered, or the name didn’t bother him at all.

Sure, if you look at his cold grey eyes and his stoic face, you would believe that, but I

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know Rowan… and I know right now that he is tense for some reason.

“What name?”

“Ethan.” I pause and stare at my hands before looking back at him. “Who is he? Do you

know him?”

Tension rolls off him in waves. He forces himself to relax, which completely fascinates me.

always had control over his emotions, seeing him like this… Fighting whatever was

bothering him made

him more human.

I see it in his eyes. He’s debating whether he should tell me something or not. Seeing this,

I grasp his hands, which were fisted on top of the cover.

“Rowan, who is Ethan?”

He takes a deep breath before exhaling.

“He’s Iris’s father.”

The simple sentence leaves me in a state of shock. I couldn’t believe my ears. I’ve

wondered who Iris’s dad is since I woke up. Now I have the answer, but I don’t know what

to do with it.

The mystery of how I got pregnant with another man still bothered me. I know myself, and

I know I would never cheat on Rowan. I love him so much.

Unless things changed and I become a grade A slut, I don’t see myself being with any

other man

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