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Chapter 6

Author: Debbie Inks
last update publish date: 2026-02-12 21:03:58

Matthew stood frozen in the middle of the living room, eyes darting between Ava and Isabella. His hands hung at his sides, fingers twitching like he might reach for something, anything, to ground himself. The air between them was thick, almost suffocating.

Ava’s gaze was sharp, fierce, but her chest was tight with something deeper—shock, disbelief, betrayal, a hunger to just scream at him for standing there and letting this happen. Isabella, meanwhile, wore that same practiced, soft smile that
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  • After The Divorce: Ex-husband's Regret   Chapter 68

    By the time Ava got home, the sky had already begun to dim into evening, the light outside softer, quieter—like the world had decided to lower its voice.She parked slowly, her hands steady on the wheel now, though the ache behind her eyes hadn’t quite left.The house stood the same way it always did.She stepped inside.The television murmured from the living room—news anchors talking in calm, measured tones, the rhythm familiar enough to blend into the background.Matthew sat on the couch, one arm resting along the back, his attention fixed on the screen.He turned at the sound of the door.“Ava.” His voice carried easily across the room.She slipped off her shoes, setting her bag down with care before stepping further in.“You’re back.”She nodded, offering a small, quiet smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.“I am.”Matthew’s gaze lingered on her longer this time.Not the usual glance, something more attentive.His brows drew together slightly as he shifted forward.“What happen

  • After The Divorce: Ex-husband's Regret   Chapter 67

    Time did not move the way it usually did. It stretched and folded into itself. Ava stood in the hallway, her back close to the wall, her fingers still wrapped tightly around her phone. She hadn’t realized how hard she was gripping it until the edges began to press into her skin, a dull ache settling into her palm. Inside the room, the quiet had deepened. No more voices, just the faint rustle of movement. Ava’s chest rose slowly, unevenly. The air didn’t seem to settle properly in her lungs. Each breath felt shallow, like something inside her had forgotten how to do it fully. She swallowed. Her throat tightened in response. Then she heard footsteps approaching. Her body reacted before her mind could catch up. She pushed herself off the wall, her spine straightening, her face smoothing into something she didn’t recognize but knew she needed. Her hand dropped to her side, her grip loosening just enough. By the time the door opened, she was moving. Just enough to make it look

  • After The Divorce: Ex-husband's Regret   Chapter 66

    Morning came in slowly, the light slipping through the curtains in thin, quiet lines that stretched across the bed and settled against Matthew’s face. Ava stirred first. The habit had long settled into her bones—waking before him, easing into the day without noise, without disruption. But this time, something felt… off. He hadn’t moved. She turned her head slightly, her gaze settling on him. His arm lay heavy across the sheet, his breathing steady but deeper than usual, like he had sunk too far into sleep. “Matthew…” Her voice came soft, careful not to startle. No response. She shifted closer, her hand lifting to touch his shoulder, fingers pressing lightly. “Matthew,” she said again, a little firmer this time. He stirred then, a faint groan slipping past his lips as his brows pulled together. “Hm?” Ava watched his face as his eyes blinked open, slow, unfocused at first, then settling on her. “You’re still sleeping,” she said quietly. “Aren’t you going to work?” He exhale

  • After The Divorce: Ex-husband's Regret   Chapter 65

    Matthew didn’t move immediately. The word he had shouted still seemed to hang somewhere between him and the silence that followed, echoing faintly in the back of his head. On the other end, Sophie didn’t rush to fill it. When he finally spoke again, his voice had dropped—lower, tighter, like he was forcing each word through something thick. “Spending every weekend with you is not possible.” A faint shift came through the line. Fabric, maybe. Or the sound of her adjusting her position, settling in deeper. “Is that so?” “Yes,” he said, sharper now. “Where exactly am I supposed to tell Ava I’m going every weekend?” Silence stretched. “And fifty thousand dollars every week?” he continued, pacing now, each step measured but restless. “That’s outrageous, Sophie. Where do you expect me to get that kind of money from?” A soft exhale came from her end. Unbothered. “That’s not my business.” Matthew stopped mid-step, his grip tightening around the phone. “What do you mean it’s not

  • After The Divorce: Ex-husband's Regret   Chapter 64

    The door had barely stopped vibrating on its hinges when the quiet settled in. It didn’t feel like silence. It felt like something had been ripped open and left there—raw, exposed, humming faintly beneath everything. Matthew stayed where he was for a moment, his palm still pressed against the table, fingers spread like he needed the resistance. The sting from the impact lingered, dull and grounding. Across the room, the space Isabella had occupied felt… disturbed. Like the air hadn’t decided what to do with itself yet. He dragged in a breath and held it. He let it out slowly. Then he moved. The chair scraped faintly as he pulled it back, but he didn’t sit. His hand reached for his phone instead, almost instinctively, as his body had already decided what came next before his mind caught up. Sophie. She glowed on the screen. He stared at it longer than necessary. Jaw tight. Thumb hovering. Then he pressed a call. The ringing started. Each tone stretched a little longer than it

  • After The Divorce: Ex-husband's Regret   Chapter 63

    Sophie stepped in like she had been waiting for that exact moment.Her hands came together in a slow, deliberate clap.The sound echoed, sharp against the walls, cutting through whatever fragile thread had been holding the air together.A laugh followed, loud, unrestrained, the kind that didn’t ask for permission to exist.“Wow,” she said, dragging the word out as her gaze swept across them. “This is… far from amazing.”Matthew’s body went rigid.The warmth that had lingered between him and Isabella thinned, replaced by something colder, heavier. His hand dropped from where it had hovered uncertainly, his fingers curling slightly at his side.Isabella didn’t step back.She turned slowly, her attention settling on Sophie with a calm that felt almost deliberate.“What are you doing here?” Isabella asked.Her voice came out smooth, controlled, as though the interruption had been expected all along.Sophie tilted her head, her smile still in place, though it had sharpened at the edges.“I

  • After The Divorce: Ex-husband's Regret   Chapter 32

    The folder felt heavier than it should have. Ava stood behind Matthew’s desk, the leather chair nudging the back of her knees, her fingers curled around the tab like it might bite her if she loosened her grip. Hamilton & Rhodes Legal Associates. Why would he need a lawyer? Her mouth went dry.

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  • After The Divorce: Ex-husband's Regret   Chapter 12

    The bedroom smells faintly of his cologne.It lingers in the fabric of the curtains, in the collar of the shirts she hasn’t moved yet. Ava stands in the middle of the room with a pile of folded laundry in her arms, not sure how long she’s been standing there.The house is quiet. Sophie went to bed

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-19
  • After The Divorce: Ex-husband's Regret   Chapter 13

    The television is too loud, or maybe the house is just too quiet around it.Sophie sits cross-legged on the rug, half-watching some cooking show, half-scrolling through her own thoughts. The laugh track rises and falls in the background, artificial and bright.Ava is curled into the corner of the c

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-19
  • After The Divorce: Ex-husband's Regret   Chapter 9

    The study door is half-closed.Ava stands outside it anyway, one hand resting against the frame. She can hear him inside. Papers shifting. The low murmur of his voice on the phone. Controlled. Professional. Calm in a way he hasn’t been with her in weeks.“Yes,” he says. “I’ll take care of it.”“No.

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-18
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