All Chapters of Regretting Divorce: Chapter 331 - Chapter 339

331"Is that only why you came— to talk back to that annoying woman?" Hunter's voice was soft, and his hold on her wrist brittle and forceless. Claire could twist her hand free if she wanted. Well, she didn't even have to twist it. Just the harmless act of pulling her hand away would have done the deed.But she stood there, hung there actually, as she let the hotness of his fingers transfer on her cold skin. She was actually remorseful. What she felt right now was a thousand times worse than what she felt when Hunter was shot."I don't think I should stay. Do you realize it or not... It's because of me that you are—""I'm only here because that useless man missed his shot… Which I'm glad he did. I wouldn't have been able to handle myself if you were here. I can't even think about it.” Hunter sighed as he let go of her hand. "Anyway I won't stop you if you don't want to. In fact, you should just go. You must be tired. Go and sleep."Claire slightly tilted her head to look at him. Hunt

333Claire's eyes darkened in rage. She sometimes hated herself for loving this man so much. He had no nice trait if she looked closer. He was stubborn. He was grumpy. He took everyone for granted!Tamping down her frustration, Claire trudged towards the bed and appraised his face with not even a sliver of mercy."What did you do to your mother? Why was she crying outside?""Mom was crying?" Hunter was taken aback. He tried to sit up and Claire just watched him. She didn't even try to come and help him."I did nothing.""You sure... Or is it just that you don't realize it? Like you always don't." She spat outrageously."Mom wanted to stay here. I just asked dad to stop her. She doesn't need to tire herself after me. That's all that happened."Claire gave him a look between disgust and disbelief. She seethed and averted her gaze before she exploded. He was not in the condition to take her verbal abuse. And she sure as hell did not intend to give him a reason to use her actions made in

335Claire's hands trembled on the handle of the door as she gazed out of the window at the looming mansion that had once been the house of her dreams. She swallowed past the knot forming in her throat as she held herself together. She didn't want to do this. She hadn't done this ever since she left this house after signing the divorce papers. And yet, after all these months, after all the determination and resolution— she was standing here, watching the house while trying not to cry. She came out of the car with Hunter following after her. He was still dressed in his suit, but the doctors had placed his arm in a sling. Since his body was far from recovery and the gunshot wound was very much fresh, sudden activity could worsen the injury. Also, after being unconscious for four days, he wasn't strong enough to carry himself without support. Hence, the sling was meant to stabilize him and ease the pressure on his chest.Anyway, when Hunter noticed her shoulders shaking and tears in h

337The delivery person continued to look at her expectantly, hoping that he would get an answer from her that would let him transfer the boxes inside the house and then install the bed wherever it was needed. Except that Claire didn't know how to react. She just stood there, eyes wide, and mind flooding with recollection of her last conversation with Hunter about the bed. 'No, he didn't just...' She gulped hard as her eyes flickered rapidly. "Is it the delivery guy from IKEA?" Came Hunter's voice from behind her before she prepared herself to say anything. "Yes, it is.I believe he’s mixed up the location." Thea replied as she moved away to let Hunter peek out the half opened door. "He's on the right address." Hunter said as he stood behind Claire, deliberately pressing himself into her back. "But, sir, a new bed? In our house? I don't understand it." Thea muttered. "It's for me. My current bed is very uncomfortable.... And smelly!" Claire took a deep breath at his choice of wo

339Next day,Claire registered Hunter being very quiet during breakfast. He didn't eat much either. Just a piece of toast, and a few bites of Omelette. Claire took his leftovers as her own breakfast after he excused himself and went upstairs.She followed him after her breakfast and noticed him trying to put a shirt on. She slipped behind him and lent a helping hand. Hunter didn't react. On other occasions, he would have pulled her in the front and tried to kiss him (like he did in the last week and she barely got out of his grip) but today he was absorbed in a deep thought."You look distracted. Everything okay at work?" She asked while buttoning his shirt. Hunter's eyes immediately came to her face. He smiled teasingly as if saying: Didn’t think you’d notice that."Nothing's okay at work, actually. It's a mess and I don't know how to handle this while I'm here like this." He pointed at his helplessness and the fact he was still not allowed to resume work like before. "I heard you