All Chapters of Making Her Ex-husband Regret : Chapter 181 - Chapter 187

"I'm sorry, willow. I'm sorry," his tone was full of regret. "Are you? Do you-do you even love me?" I sobbed, throwing more and more stuff at the bag, not even looking at what the items are anymore. "What? Why would you even say that?!" "Because that man who just fucking shouted at me out there didn't seem like he didn't!" I yell, digging my nails back into the bloody crescents that I previously stamped into my palms. I knew what I was saying wasn't true. I knew he loved me. But the toxic part of me wanted him to feel so guilty and bad for getting mad at me that I didn't care anymore. "I do love you. I love you more than anything," he pleaded as he walked into the room, but I shook my head. "Don't try and stop me. I'm going back to Ralph. To someone I can trust." I knew the last part was a low blow, but I Couldn't stop myself. He went quiet, and I continued grabbing my things around the room, ignoring his presence. Once I deemed my bags packed', I pushed past him out the b

"I'm sorry, willow. I'm sorry," his tone was full of regret. "Are you? Do you-do you even love me?" I sobbed, throwing more and more stuff at the bag, not even looking at what the items are anymore. "What? Why would you even say that?!" "Because that man who just fucking shouted at me out there didn't seem like he didn't!" I yell, digging my nails back into the bloody crescents that I previously stamped into my palms. I knew what I was saying wasn't true. I knew he loved me. But the toxic part of me wanted him to feel so guilty and bad for getting mad at me that I didn't care anymore. "I do love you. I love you more than anything," he pleaded as he walked into the room, but I shook my head. "Don't try and stop me. I'm going back to Ralph. To someone I can trust." I knew the last part was a low blow, but I Couldn't stop myself. He

"I'm sorry, willow. I'm sorry," his tone was full of regret. "Are you? Do you-do you even love me?" I sobbed, throwing more and more stuff at the bag, not even looking at what the items are anymore. "What? Why would you even say that?!" "Because that man who just fucking shouted at me out there didn't seem like he didn't!" I yell, digging my nails back into the bloody crescents that I previously stamped into my palms. I knew what I was saying wasn't true. I knew he loved me. But the toxic part of me wanted him to feel so guilty and bad for getting mad at me that I didn't care anymore. "I do love you. I love you more than anything," he pleaded as he walked into the room, but I shook my head. "Don't try and stop me. I'm going back to Ralph. To someone I can trust." I knew the last part was a low blow, but I Couldn't stop myself.

"I'm sorry, willow. I'm sorry," his tone was full of regret. "Are you? Do you-do you even love me?" I sobbed, throwing more and more stuff at the bag, not even looking at what the items are anymore. "What? Why would you even say that?!" "Because that man who just fucking shouted at me out there didn't seem like he didn't!" I yell, digging my nails back into the bloody crescents that I previously stamped into my palms. I knew what I was saying wasn't true. I knew he loved me. But the toxic part of me wanted him to feel so guilty and bad for getting mad at me that I didn't care anymore. "I do love you. I love you more than anything," he pleaded as he walked into the room, but I shook my head. "Don't try and stop me. I'm going back to Ralph. To someone I can trust." I knew the last part was a low blow, but I