All Chapters of MY EX HUSBAND REGRET AFTER DIVORCING ME : Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

ARIANA'S POV The moment I got back to the apartment, I dropped onto the couch. I felt hurt and angry at the same time. Now that I was alone, I could finally feel the pain on my face. I touched the spot where Damian had hit me. What happened felt like a terrible nightmare that couldn't possibly be real.“Did he really slap me? Did he really hurt me? How could he do this to me?” I kept asking myself.He was the man who had always been kind to me, my best friend, and the only person who stayed by my side during my darkest moments. Yet he had just raised his hand and hurt me.I didn't want to believe that what had happened was actually real.But sometimes, denying what happened only makes us ignore the truth, and that's never a good sign. I knew I had to accept the reality that Damian had hurt me, and he did it without even hesitating.I stood up from the couch and went to the sink to wash my tearful, messy face. When I looked out the window, I realized it was already evening. My phone s

DAMIAN'S POV For a moment, I remained completely frozen, unable to tear my eyes away from the spot where Ariana had fallen. A heavy wave of guilt hit me almost immediately.What had I done?I had hurt Ariana. Not just once, but for the second time today.The thought made my chest tighten. I blinked several times, trying to pull myself together. I couldn't stand there doing nothing. I needed to know how she was. I needed to get to the hospital and find out if she was okay.That was the first thing I knew I had to do.I quickly pulled out my phone and called Naomi.As I waited for her to answer, my eyes slowly drifted back to the staircase. My hand began to tremble slightly as I stared at the height of those stairs and how steep they were.Ariana had fallen all the way down from there.She had hit the floor and immediately lost consciousness.A terrible thought crossed my mind.What if she had seriously hurt herself? What if she had suffered a head injury? What if there was internal bl

ARIANA'S POV What happened at my restaurant, along with everything I had been dealing with regarding Damian, had taken a serious toll on my health. I didn't realized just how stressed I’d been over the past few weeks until the doctor explained my condition to me that morning.He even warned me that it wasn’t wise for someone my age to neglect their health by focusing too much on work. I could only smile. If he knew how hard I had worked to keep every part of my life balanced, he would understand. I honestly gave it everything I had.“How are you feeling?” Naomi asked.We are having breakfast together now. I had been given the hospital breakfast—a bowl of bland-tasting porridge—while she had ordered a box of delicious sushi.Was that really fair?“Better than yesterday,” I replied with a small smile.I needed to recover quickly if I wanted to convince Naomi that I was already well enough to leave this place. I just wanted to get back to my normal, healthy self. The doctor was right. T

ARIANA'S POV “Where would you like to sit?” Naomi asked as we stepped into my apartment.This was the happiest day of my life because I was finally being discharged from the hospital and could return home.But the moment I stepped into the familiar space that was supposed to make me feel safe and comfortable, an unwelcome sense of fear washed over me. Memories of that day came rushing back.The day Damian pushed me down the stairs, leaving me with multiple injuries that required hospitalization.Now, I couldn’t even bring myself to look at the staircase. I knew it was all over, but the trauma still lingered. I wasn’t even sure if I could use my library the way I used to anymore.“No. I don’t want to stay here. Could you please take me straight to my room?” I said as Naomi was about to lead me toward the sofa in the TV room.“Sure,” Naomi replied.As soon as we entered my room, I dropped onto the bed. Naomi arranged the pillows against the headboard, creating a more comfortable spot f

ARIANA'S POV “Get out of here, please.” I shoved him out of my study, I pushed Nathan away until I nearly forced him out of the kitchen.His words echoed in my mind like a haunting melody. All the fears I thought I had buried deep within me suddenly came rushing back—the memories of when he made it clear that he never wanted my daughter to be part of his life.Hearing Nathan claim that Elena was his daughter set off every alarm in my mind. As a mother, I felt an overwhelming urge to protect her. I couldn’t allow him to stay here.He was a threat to both me and my daughter.“Ariana, please, just listen to my explanation first—”“Do you want to leave on your own, or should I scream and get everyone’s attention?” My voice rose several octaves, and it was obvious Nathan hadn’t expected me to react this way.Tears welled up in my eyes before finally spilling down my cheeks.Nathan stared at me in disbelief and asked, Why, Ariana? This isn’t fair to me. You had no right to keep my daughter