Ex husband regret

The rain had stopped, but the city streets still glistened under the streetlights. Ethan stood outside the Imperial Crown Hotel, watching the black car disappear into the traffic. Every instinct told him to let her go—to avoid reopening wounds that had never truly healed.But regret was a stubborn shadow. It followed him everywhere.He pulled out his phone and typed a quick message to his driver."Follow the black sedan that just pulled out from the hotel driveway. Plate number TXR 6745."Minutes later, he was inside his own car, the city passing in a blur. He leaned back in the seat, his jaw tight, his thoughts loud. He had spent years trying to convince himself he could live without her. But one look at her one real look and all that effort crumbled like it was never there.The car slowed as they approached a modern glass building downtown. Mia’s sedan pulled into the driveway, and she stepped out, her heels clicking against the pavement. A man in a gray suit greeted her at the entr

The rain had been pouring all afternoon, painting the city in silver streaks. Mia was in her office, finalizing the campaign drafts for the Makati project, when her phone buzzed.Ethan: "Client dinner tonight. 7 PM. Armani’s. You’ll be there, right?"She stared at the message, debating whether to reply. Officially, yes—it was part of the contract to attend important client functions. But something about dinner with Ethan, even in a professional context, felt… dangerous.After a full minute, she typed back: "I’ll be there."7:10 PM – Armani’s Fine DiningThe restaurant was softly lit, each table adorned with flickering candles. The low hum of jazz music floated in the air, mingling with the scent of aged wine and freshly baked bread. Mia entered in a sleek black dress, her hair pinned up elegantly. She spotted Ethan immediately.He was at a corner table, speaking with two older gentlemen clearly the clients. When his eyes found hers, his expression shifted almost imperceptibly. Pride.

Mia woke with a start, beads of sweat trickling down her temples. Her chest rose and fell quickly, her hands trembling as if she had just run for her life. Outside, the faint sound of rain tapped against the glass window, but all she could hear was the echo of Ethan’s voice—sharp, cold, and unyielding."You’re overreacting, Mia! Hindi lahat tungkol sa’yo!"Her breathing hitched. She squeezed her eyes shut, but that only made the memories flood back faster.It wasn’t just a dream. It was that day. The day everything in her world shattered.FlashbackShe was six months pregnant then, her belly round with the life growing inside her. Twins. She had always dreamed of having a big family, and when she found out there were two little heartbeats inside her, she thought God had doubled her blessing.But Ethan… Ethan was different back then. Lately, he had been distant, coming home late, his phone glued to his hand. She told herself it was just work, pero deep inside, something felt wrong.One

The silence between them stretched, heavy, suffocating. Outside the window, the city hummed with life cars passing, distant voices, the world moving forward as if nothing was breaking apart inside Mia’s room.Ethan stayed where he was, his eyes never leaving her. He could see her trembling, could feel the storm inside her even without her saying a word.“Please leave,” Mia finally whispered, her voice so fragile it almost broke him.He shook his head slowly. “Not tonight.”Her brows furrowed, anger flashing for a moment. “You don’t get to decide that. This is my space, Ethan. You don’t belong here.”“I know,” he admitted. His voice was quiet, steady, but beneath it was a current of desperation. “I know I don’t deserve to be here. But Mia, I can’t just walk away. Not when you’re like this.”Her throat tightened. She hated how sincere he sounded, hated how her chest ached at the thought of him leaving and hated herself even more for wanting him to stay.She turned away, hugging her knee

The weekend came quietly, but for Ethan, it felt like the most important day of his life. He had been asking Mia, again and again, if he could spend time with Liam not as a stranger, not as just “Mommy’s friend,” but as someone who genuinely cared.Mia finally, reluctantly, agreed. “Fine,” she said, arms crossed, her expression cold. “Pero ayaw lang ug expect nga instant close mo. He doesn’t easily trust strangers.”Ethan only nodded, swallowing the lump in his throat. "I deserve that. I wasn’t there when he needed me most. But this time… I won’t waste the chance."Liam sat on the living room floor, building towers with his toy blocks. His chubby little hands worked carefully, his brows furrowed in concentration. Ethan crouched down slowly, making sure not to scare him.“Wow,” Ethan said softly, his deep voice carrying warmth. “That’s a tall tower you’ve built. Can I help?”Liam looked up, suspicious, then glanced at his mom who stood near the kitchen doorway, watching closely. Mia ga