All Chapters of Ex-Husband's Regret: I'm sorry I loved You too late: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

CHAPTER SIXTY-TWOIn another life, another situation, Katelyn would fall into his arms the moment she set her eyes on him. He would hold her while she told him about the pain, the hurt and the struggle of it all. He would assure her that her past didn’t define her. He would call her ‘brilliant’ again, and she would believe it with every fibre of her being. In that life, he wouldn’t be looking at her the way he was now—with a coldness in his eyes that could freeze her along with the entire house. He was coming from the direction of the study, his thinly framed glasses resting on his nose. His body was wound tighter than usual. Whatever little defence of his that their glorious week together had brought to the ground has snapped back in place in ten folds. “Damon.” A whisper carried his name from her lips. His jaw tightened, so she knew he heard it. She was seeing him for the first time in what felt like forever and the sight of him had stolen her breath away. She missed him so muc

CHAPTER SIXTY-FOURA banging sound roused Katelyn from her deep slumber, loud and unrelenting. She groaned, stuffing a pillow over her head as if that would stop the banging. It didn’t, if anything it got worse. She raised her head slightly, eyes still tightly shut. The little movement caused a loud ringing that bounced from ear to ear. “Ughhh.” She groaned again, clutching her head in her hand as the ringing and banging overlapped. It took a moment of concentration to realize where the banging sound was coming from. The door. Her eyes finally opened and they wandered around trying to find their focus before she stood up. The room was dark, all the curtains drawn shut with only little streaks of sunlight peaking through the spaces that the curtains didn’t cover. Katelyn managed to push herself up from the bed, wincing at the ache it caused in her head. She sat back for a moment to clear her mind. How long had she been asleep for? The banging on the door got heavier, louder. Soo

CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX Katelyn didn’t say a word, eyes looking out the window throughout the journey to Stella’s house. Occasionally, Stella called out Katelyn’s name as she drove, needing the reassurance that her friend was still with her and not lost inside her head. Katelyn looked at Stella every time she called her name like that, eyes empty and soulless. Stella still didn’t know what to do about it. She was just glad that she got to that Motel just in time. Stella couldn’t imagine what would have happened if she hadn’t found her way there. She shook the thought off, focusing on what happens from here onwards. “Where is everyone?” Katelyn asked as they walked into Stella’s home. It was a modest apartment that Felix, Stella’s Architect husband, had designed all by himself.“The twins are spending the weekend with Felix’s parents. And Felix is out of town on a work trip.” Stella responded while pushing Katelyn’s luggage into the house.“Let me.” Katelyn reached for one of her boxe

CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHTKatelyn didn’t budge, she didn’t even move a muscle while Stella stood above her, eyes screaming murder. “That’s it! I have had enough of this.” Stella charged at Katelyn’s sleeping form on the bed. She grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her–hard.“Wake up.” She commanded, “Open your eyes!” Stella dug her sharp fingernails into Katelyn’s shoulders with every intention of hurting her. Anyone might hate her for this, or call her names for being violent with someone going through so much pain, but Stella didn’t have much of a choice. If physical pain was what could erase the numbness Katelyn felt to an extent, then so be it. It worked momentarily, because Katelyn cried out, trying to shove Stella away. Stella’s finger dug deeper, enough to break through Katelyn’s skin. Another cry tore out of Katelyn’s throat and with all the power she could conjure, she finally managed to shove Stella off. Stella staggered backwards, her body missing a tragic fall to the groun

CHAPTER SEVENTYWaking up felt wrong.For several long seconds, Katelyn couldn’t understand why.Her body felt unbearably heavy. Her head throbbed violently like somebody was repeatedly smashing something against the inside of her skull. Even breathing felt exhausting somehow.And then there was the smell.That sharp, sterile hospital smell lingering in the air.Katelyn’s eyebrows twitched weakly before her eyes slowly opened.The bright ceiling lights immediately stabbed into her brain.“Jesus…” she whispered hoarsely, squeezing her eyes shut again.The movement alone made nausea roll through her stomach.A soft sound nearby startled her slightly.“Oh my God.”Katelyn forced her eyes open again, slower this time.Stella was sitting beside the hospital bed.Her makeup from the club was gone now, though faint smudges still lingered beneath her eyes like she either forgot to clean them properly or had been crying too much to care. Her hair looked messy too, tied into a rough bun that wa