HIS REGRET; Chasing back his rejected ex-wife のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

Nothing would have ever prepared me for this moment. This wave of shock, I hadn't felt it since the night Sebastian divorced me five years ago. Although this one was different, it was more threatening—more threatening to consume me as his inquiry, spoken with an icy voice, sailed into my ears. "How long have you been sleeping with him?" Dave asked, and I felt a huge lump form at the back of my throat as I digested his piercing eyes narrowed at me in a glare. His demeanor had long shifted since he noticed my features. I knew he knew. I knew he had figured it out. I contemplated a response but I couldn't think of any meaningful excuse at the moment. I had been caught, there was no escaping this. "Dave—" I stuttered, my following words catching in my throat as my heart slammed in my chest repeatedly. I could literally feel my heart threatening to burst through my ribcage and Dave's harsh inquiry wasn't helping in the least bit. "Answer the question, Kristine... How long have you bee

Mia's interruption prompted me to snap back to my senses, compelling me to back away from Sebastian instinctively. He didn't want to let go of me at first but he had to since Mia was already calling out to us."Is that really you, Daddy?" The excitement in Mia's voice was palpable. Of course, she was both surprised and thrilled to find Sebastian in our house that morning, even if it felt unusual."Angel," Sebastian called, his voice softening as he redirected his gaze to our little girl who was now scampering towards him.It was funny how Mia totally ignored greeting me first and just went over to him straight like I didn't exist in the room. Sometimes, I wondered if she even loved me at all. Nonetheless, I held my peace."Daddy!" I was pulled out of my trance as I witnessed their interaction. Mia's tiny arms were all over Sebastian, who had now carried her to his chest.His hand cradled Mia's head as she hugged him warmly. In that moment, Sebastian chose to tease me by making a mocki

"Seb..." I called in a breathy voice, trying to calm my racing heart.He was still looking up to me. Still on his knees, eagerly awaiting my response. His expression looked fragile, and his eyes were filled with optimism.However, I shook my head subtly and told him. "I can't give you what you're asking of me. A second chance," I emphasized. "It's too soon. It's too abrupt. I can't. I need to figure shit out. However, I do accept your apology, and if cutting your hand off, your hand will make you feel better, then do it. But don't say you're doing it because of or for me." I shrugged, swallowing with an intense gaze fixated on him. "I didn't ask you to do that."Sebastian implored. "Thanks, baby... But that's not enough," he said eagerly. "Please, just tell me you'll think about it. You'll think about us. I'm willing to do anything and everything.""I know, Seb...""Please, baby... Just say you're going to think about it. Please don't give up on me yet. I promise to work my way into e

DAVE'S POVMy car sped off the road, my anger fueling my strength as I matched on the gas pedal. My jaws were clenched tightly. I was seething. My eyes probably blazed with fireballs. I couldn't push past it. I couldn't. My mind wouldn't stop replaying the scene from earlier. All I could see was her. Her face. The flushed red embarrassment I had witnessed earlier. It hurt. It burned through my soul, knowing he was behind it.I felt so upset. So angry. I wanted to destroy something. To destroy him. How could Kristine? The pain of her betrayal, stung. I felt like shit, and trust me the hurt from losing the dealership wasn't even close to how I was feeling right now. I felt broken. Downtrodden. And humiliated. I don't know, are my feelings valid? Did I have the right to be upset about what happened when I was the one who initiated the breakup? I knew what I did, but fuck. It wasn't even up to twenty-four hours yet. I thought I could still fix it. I came back to my senses in time. I thou

DAVE'S POVBree nearly choked on her drink as soon as I dropped the bombshell about Kristine's infidelity."No way," her eyes widened with disbelief, darting between mine like I had just blown her mind. I guess I had. "That can't be real."I scoffed lightly, shaking my head subtly as I shrugged. "Trust me, I wish it weren't. I was just as shocked as you are now. But it is what it is."Her brows knitted together in curiosity and confusion as she placed down her glass beside her; she was sitting on the table, facing me. We were at close proximity but not so close. There was a short gap between us."I don't understand... How? What the fuck? Did you catch her red-handed? Or how did you find out?" She bombarded me with these questions."The former." I replied tersely. "We had a fight yesterday and I broke up with her.""You did what?" "We broke up initially, Bree. I broke up with her cause I needed time to sort out my personal problems.""What personal problems?" She asked, her frown deep