Ex Husband's Regret Evelyn Mm Novels & Stories

"Beverly, my decision kills me every night, and yes, you are, once again, correct. I could have handled things better. I could have not hurt Clara like that, but I was blinded by something so flashy that I buried my true feelings, and now, it was back to bite me in the ass!" I was breathless, pained, sweaty, annoyed. There were so many emotions, so much hate that was directed toward myself more than anyone else. Beverly's smile disappeared. "Oh, you do have a heart!" "Surprise," the word fell out empty, void of any enthusiasm. "So if you're going to ask me if I regret it? I do! I fucking regret letting Clara go. I regret it every day, and yes, I'm so sure I want a divorce. I can't keep foldi

Jason has no idea what he'd just walked into. ************* Two weeks after Jason and I met again and after six years of our official divorce, I was already in possession of a VIP invite to Declan Wilmore’s 23rd anniversary. A prestigious party that I had never been invited to attend during my marriage with Jason. I tossed the card back and forth in the air as I stared back at my reflection in the mirror. “Don’t tell me you've been invited to that good for nothing business anniversary?!’ Maria's voice rose as I showed her the gold invitation with the company’s name engraved on it. Declan Wilmore Inc.

“I canceled the first one because a meeting ran late. I told myself I would make it up the next week. The second one I sent a quick message saying I would be late and then never showed up. I stayed at the office until after midnight. The third one I forgot to even tell her it was off. I let those nights disappear like they were nothing. But they were not nothing to her. They were the one steady thing she had asked for and I took them away without thinking twice. Each time I chose something else. Each time I told myself it was just one night. They added up. They broke something in her and I did not see it until it was too late.” His fingers pressed lightly against the table edge. The regret t

"And it doesn't matter. Your father is spreading his wings, trying to connect with the Harrison household, one of the strongest families here in Maeville town. That's why we all left Brooklyn and are settling here." "To start afresh, I get it mom. But I just hope we put her right in her place. Can you believe she stays here? Maeville is a very expensive place to live in, how do you think she's doing it?" Maria huffed in air in an attempt to show she was angry, "will you stop whining like a baby? I didn't raise my son to be a moron." "What about Ella? Why isn't she here yet?" "She should be here before the party. I didn't want to spoil the show before, but now, well here we go. Okay, the olde

Marva and Patrick noticed him but they both just ignored his presence, thinking he was just another cannon fodder who happened to be trained greatly by Phoenix. They only noticed Evelyn. Marva let out a mocking laugh as she walked fearlessly toward Evelyn, who also noticed her. “It's indeed fate that brings us together again. We meet again, Evelyn. How's life without a son? It's a bit of pity that I can't kill two lives with one stone again like in the past because it seemed that you are not pregnant. More like your husband can't get you pregnant anymore because he can't even stand up... for sure he can't get ‘it’ up. Pfft...” Marva provokingly said while laughing contentedly.

“Big decisions. We can talk more tomorrow.” Talk more tomorrow sounded safe, hopeful. It made something warm flicker low in her stomach, then disappear. Behind them, Mrs. Steele was still talking about invitations. Someone mentioned a beach honeymoon. Mr. Voss offered cigars to Liam’s uncles. A dozen small conversations flew around her, all wedding, wedding, wedding. But Evelyn’s mind was stuck in a single, suffocating room where she’d once stood with Ethan, bare feet against cold floor tile, his hands on her hips, telling her he was sorry — again — and how stupid she’d been to believe that apology for even half a second.

She nodded slowly, but I could tell she didn’t agree. “She’s so lucky,” Elena said after a pause, her lips curling into something that almost resembled a smile but it didn’t reach her eyes. “I’ve never seen a man so head over heels in love with his ex-wife.” She tilted her head slightly, her gaze studying me like she was trying to peel something apart. “And unfortunately, she’s too ungrateful to see that.” huffing at me. I said nothing. There was nothing to say. Because if I say anything, I might say too much.

You'll also still get to see glimpses of the characters from this book. Once I'm done with Noah's book, we'll dive into Lilly's book and the Gunner's, which will complete the series, unless I think otherwise. I want to thank you for your patience with me. I know it's been long. Actually it's been close to a year since I finished Ex-Husband's Regret, but I'm back and Noah's book is live. That's all that matters for now. Thank you once again, and I'm hoping to see you in Noah's book. Lots of Love, Evelyn.

"Harrison. Bit aggressive with the traffic, aren't we? Though I suppose patience was never your strong suit." "Stay away from her," Adrian warned, closing the distance between them until they were standing chest-to-chest. The air crackled with hostility. "Evelyn is my wife." "Ex-wife, actually," Ryan corrected smoothly, his eyes locking onto Adrian's with unwavering confidence. "And if memory serves me right, you were the one who signed the papers and handed her over to a life you couldn't be bothered to share. Why are you stressing yourself out now, Adrian? You didn't value her when she was under your roof. Why panic just because someone else finally does?"

“You don’t get to demand a place in our lives just because you feel guilty now. Guilt isn’t love, Alex. And I won’t let my son be a casualty of your regrets.” His expression shattered, but she didn’t let herself care. Not this time. “Goodbye, Alex.” And with that, she walked past him, leaving him standing in the shadows of the life he had lost. "I know I could have handled things better, and I deeply regret not being smarter about it. I also knew there was a chance that Jasper was mine, but fear made me turn a blind eye to the possibility. It was selfish and easier to believe you had an affair with someone else.