All Chapters of Her Billionaire Ex-husband's Regret : Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

ARIA Rowan’s head snapped back as the phone hit him square between the eyes. One hand flew to his eyes, and for a second, the entire room was silent. Silent in that awful way when everyone is watching and no one knows what to do. My chest heaved. My palm still tingling from the throw. Dozens of parents, teachers, and staff eyes bored into me. These were people I’d have to see again at drop-off, at pick-up, at every school fundraiser. The humiliation crawled hot up my neck. Of course Rowan had to ruin everything. Rowan’s face was red as he straightened, blood trickling from the bridge of his nose. His eyes locked on mine with a fury that made my stomach twist, but it wasn’t anger I felt, it was relief. For one second, I’d stopped him. You could have picked apart the silence in the room. I didn’t wait around to find out what his reaction would be. I sure as hell didn't have the time when my children were right there in front of this maniac. Stepping away

CASPIANThere was always that point.The point of no return. The point where you knew you’d stepped over the line and there was no going back.This was that point for me.“Say that again.” The words barely made it out of my clenched jaw.“It's Rowan,” Aria snapped, her voice edging the line between humiliation and fury. “He just won’t stop. He can’t seem to get the memo that I will never be with him anymore!”I couldn’t answer her. My throat was tight, fist aching for something to punch. And I knew well what I needed to punch. I stepped out of the room before I could say something I’d regret.I walked out calmly enough, hoping Aria didn't follow behind me. On my way to the car, I called Markus. Markus was having his men track Rowan’s whereabouts and I needed to know exactly where the dimwit was. He answered and I sighed. “Where's Rowan?” “Rowan? Right now he’s at his office. He came back and hasn’t left.”Of course he hadn’t. After humiliating Aria in front of the entire school

CASPIAN“How much did I hear?” I said. “How about you start with why you’re pacing outside at six in the morning, Evelyn.”She stiffened, the phone disappearing into her pocket as though she could erase the fact of that last few minutes. I'd already seen it, and hiding it wouldn't change anything. Her eyes met mine, and they were wide and guilty. For a second, she didn't even try to speak, just stood there like a child caught with her hand in the cookie jar. When she finally opened her mouth, her voice was soft and shaky, as though she was on the verge of tears. “I… I’m sorry. I should’ve told you and Aria sooner. It’s just my business. There’s a shipment that’s not coming through. A mix-up with the port.”What business? Hadn't she said her jewelry business was failing and that's why she needed a nanny position? And I'd seen her pacing, looking nothing like the frail woman I was used to. “What business, Evelyn? I didn't know you were running a business from our home.” Her eyes w

ARIA “Stevens, continue the presentation,” Rowan said, like I hadn’t just spoken. What he didn't understand was that the days when he could speak above me were well behind me. Shaking my head at his frustrating attitude, I pushed my chair back and stood. The scrape of it against the floor made a few heads jerk up. Rowan's eyes met mine and he glared darkly. “Where do you think you're going?” I shrugged carelessly. “No. Stevens can’t continue until I know what’s being sold here. Until then, I’m leaving.” I reached for my bag, slinging the strap over my shoulder. I was already halfway upright when Rowan’s voice snapped. “Sit down.” Rolling my eyes, I ignored the words, backing away from the table. I heard the whispers and murmurs, and I ignored it just as thoroughly. “Aria, sit the fuck down.” Rowan snapped, his fist clenching. “Oh? Am I making you look bad? All you have to do is ask him to explain it to me.” I said sweetly, refusing to back off. This bastard was respon

ARIA“I'm not your enemy, Aria. You're making this harder than it needs to be. All I've ever asked is for you to come back to me. Allow me to protect you.” There existed many stages of delusion, and surely Rowan must have been in one.In what hell would I willingly bring myself back to him? And to protect me? From who? Himself?“You’re the devil I need protection from, Rowan. Standing there with your fake sincerity trying to convince me that you are salvation. I’ve seen salvation, and it doesn’t look like you.”I turned to go, but his hand latched onto my arm before I could take a second step. His fingers pressed into my skin deliberately, trying to leave bruises on my arm. He just never stopped and it was always the same tactics, violence every damned time. “Oh? I'm guessing it looks like Caspian then. Well did you know he was your rapist? Did you know he was the man who raped you that night?” I closed my eyes, sighing. “You're really dumb, aren't you, Rowan? Yes, I know. And n