บททั้งหมดของ My Ex-Husband’s Regret: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Gwen. The expression on Henry’s face was worth it, it was worth every bit of pain I had passed through in his hands and I couldn’t wait to see that of his mother. I wondered how shocked she would be seeing me this way and not as she had viewed me to be. I felt scared as we walked to the podium but with Ryan by my side, I had nothing to be afraid of. Mr. Noah gave me a light hug and peck on my cheek as I got there. “Ladies and gentlemen, Ms. Gwen Mars, heiress to the Mars empire.” He introduced me once again resulting in yet another episode of applause. “Thank you,” I told him and he smiled. He shook his head as if telling me it was nothing. “This is your chance, Gwen, show everyone in this room that you are bold enough to face this especially your scumbag of an ex and his mistress,” Ryan whispered in my ear, and from his position one would think he was kissing me. I would like Henry to see this. I took in a deep breath feeling energetic after hearing Henry’s make and the fear

Gwen. “Papa? Aren’t you sleeping yet?” I asked then took the seat next to his. “No, I arrived not quite long ago and found out that you weren’t back yet. So I decided to wait for you.” He explained while I nodded. “So how was it?” He asked. I smiled at him, “It was fine, though some didn’t believe you have a grown-up daughter like me. I had to explain myself the whole night and with Mr Noah’s help they had to also believe I was real.” I explained the night was stressful. “Is that all?” He asked, my head snapped to his side. My brows furrowed as I nodded. What else is Father hoping to hear?“You didn’t see him tonight?” He questioned. “Who papa?”“Your ex-husband? You didn’t see him tonight or didn’t he show up?” Henry, he was speaking about Henry. “He did show up and yes, I saw him.” “And what was your reaction?” Okay, these questions were getting too much. He looked at me before asking again, “I mean were you happy when you saw him, Gwen? Did seeing him bring back any memo

Henry. Emily's eyes looked distant as she heard that, she had refused to say anything after hearing that I was getting impatient. She wanted to know what I was feeling and now that I have made it known to her, she went quiet. This wasn’t the time to become silent, we need to think of something— I need to think of something before it gets too late. “Emily,” I called out but she showed no signs she was listening. Her eyes were looking at me but they weren’t staring at me, they were distant like she was lost in her thoughts. “Emily,” I called again, this time I had to shake her shoulder. She snapped out of her thoughts and looked at me, “what?” She asked. “You blanked out. What were you thinking about?” “Nothing much but I concluded after much thought.” She began. “And can I hear what you decided?” “I don’t think Gwen would do that.” She said. My brows pulled together, “do what?”“Do what you are thinking. She wouldn’t come for your company because think about it, her child is

Gwen. My day has been hectic and strenuous, from going to the university for the first time in years and feeling so out of place but I had to be there because this was what I wanted and then moving to my new apartment. Yup, you heard that right. Father got me an apartment that was closer to the school even though I didn’t welcome the idea. He said something about me being old enough to live on my own, and if we do get Jasmine then I can come over to the house once in a while. I liked the idea and so I went for it. Immediately I stepped into the apartment I fell in love with it and didn’t want to part from it, it was a two bedroom apartment with a kitchen and a living room. It was huge for one person but I loved it. It has a homely feel, and although father spent a lot in getting the gadgets in it, it’s reminds me of home. I’m done arranging the living room to my taste, all I need to do now is get my clothes in the wardrobe and then I’m done for today. Father also wanted to hire

Gwen. I dropped Jasmine consciously on my lap, since they came in she has refused to say anything to me not even her father, and that had been troubling me for a while now. I wonder if it had to do with me leaving her—or me being taken from her against my will—that caused this. I didn’t like seeing my child this way; Jasmine has always been chatty and she always has something to say but no matter how I try to talk to her she just wouldn’t answer. My eyes snapped to the man towering over us, with his blue eyes piercing into my skin. “What did you do to my child?” I couldn’t help but ask. I was curious, just a week ago my baby was fine but now I don’t even recognize her. His brow raised as he frowned,“What do you mean by that?” He asks instead of replying with a simple answer. “You know what I’m talking about Henry, what did you and your mistress do to my child? She was never this quiet and it’s quite alarming to see her this way, so I need to know. I need to know what you guy