Ex-Husband's Regret

Don’t woITY I was so bored. So freaking bored. It isn’t bad during the weekends because Noah is around, but

during weekdays it is unbearable.

Letty and Corrine obviously worked throughout the day. So did my parents. I had hired Mary to

take care of the daily running of The Hope Foundation. Even if I were to go there, there would be Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

little for me to do except maybe sign documents that needed my approval.

We had become good friends with Calvin over the past week. I learned that he has his own

building and construction company. He started it about two years ago and so far he said it was

doing well. So he also wasn’t available during the day.

I was so bored that I’ve started thinking of going back to work. I was five months along so I still

had time before my due time came. Instead of that, I pick up my phone and dial the number.

“Hey Mrs. Derray, how are you doing?” I ask.

We lived in the same neighborhood and she had called me a few days ago. She had a teenage

daughter in highschool who was failing biology. She had asked me if I could tutor her.

“I’m good dear. I’m happy to hear from you, and how are you?” her voice is cheerful and it brings a

smile to my face.

“I’m good thank you” I pause a little. “I was calling to ask if you’re still interested in my tutor

services”

I hope that she hadn’t found someone else. Even if she had, I still had others who had requested

me to tutor the kids.

“Oh definitely yes. It has been stressing me out and I admit to praying that you would change your

mind”

When she had asked, it had been at the beginning of my leave. I’d turned her down not knowing

how bored I would get just staying at home doing nothing.

“Perfect then. How about after school hours? She can come by my house after school” I tell her

happily.

It’ll be in the afternoon, but I didn’t mind. Maybe I could help with our sex toy business. I couldn’t

be associated with it, but that doesn’t mean I can’t help. While Letty and Corrine focused on their

“That’s fine with me. Will you charge weekly or per session?” she asks, still in her cheerful voice.

“It’ll be free dear. It’s a way for me to pass time since I took a long leave from work”

The line goes quiet for a while and I almost think that she hang up.

*Are you sure?” she finally speaks after a while.

“Yes…tell her to come over today and we can start–immediately”

I didn’t need the extra cash. I mean, the money I had in liquid cash and assets were enough to

make sure at least three of my next generations lived in comfort.

So yes, I was damn sure that I didn’t need the money. Beside, teaching is a passion for me. Not a

way for me to earn a salary.

“O–okay dear. Thank you so much. She’ll be over once she gets back from school” she stammers

obviously still shocked that I didn’t ask for a dime.

“You’re welcome”

I hang up after that, then call three more parents that had requested the same from me. They

were also stunned when I told them that I would be doing it for free. They kept asking if I was sure

about this.

It’s after the third parent that I realize that they don’t know much about me except that I was a

teacher. I lived in a middle–class neighborhood. Unlike the higher class who keep up with gossip,

most of these people are far too busy working to provide for their family to spend their time and

energy following gossip magazines and all that.

That made me happy. Because I like being treated like any other person. I don’t want others

treating me differently just because I was rich.

After making the calls, I sit down with a smile on my face. I feel like I accomplished something

today. I feel more relaxed and at ease. For the first time since shit went down the drain, I felt like

everything was going to work out.

I honestly felt like doing a happy dance. I was so happy and so excited for some reason. I don’t

know why, but I just felt good.

Moving to my bedroom, I go to take a shower and change.

I take a hot shower, feeling my body relax even more. I spend a few more minutes under the

cascading water before getting out.

I search through the pile of clothes in my closest. I went shopping and bought new clothes after I

gave away those that Rowan bought.

Preferring a cream figure hugging dress, I put it on and check myself in the mirror. I looked sexy.

My pregnancy has done wonders for my ass. I can’t help but look at it in satisfaction.

I decide to do my make up today. I go for the nude look. After that I do my hair, preferring to curl it

instead of wearing it straight. Satisfied with how I looked, I take my ballet shoes and put them on.

I was just about to leave when my phone rings.

I don’t recognize the number, but I pick it up none the less.

“Hello?”

“Hello, Ava. It’s Ethan” his gruff voice says through the phone. 1

Even without him introducing himself, I would still have known it’s him. I memorized his voice

during that time I was deliriously happy with him. It was during the time he spoke to me with so

much emotion and care that I had felt wanted. If only it had been real and not a game he was

playing.

Shaking those thoughts, I push away the painful memories.

“Hello Ethan, how are you?” I ask, my voice controlled.

I’ve never visited him again. We’ve only spoken through letters. Mainly with me updating him on

what’s going on with my pregnancy.

“I’m good” he answers, then keeps quiet.

It’s awkward for a while. This was the man I had no trouble telling my thoughts. Now everything

felt tense and awkward.

“Have you spoken to mom and dad?” I ask after a while, just to break the tension.

It feels so weird calling them that while talking to Ethan. They raised him and they were his

parents too. Which just makes everything weird because we were now expecting a child together.

“No” comes his one word answer.

“Why? They are dying to talk to you, Ethan. Why won’t you just see the?”

Mom and dad try to hide it, but I know they’re hurting. Don’t get me wrong, they’re still pissed at what Ethan did, but they still love him. You can’t unlove a child you’ve raised for more than

twenty years.

“You know why, Ava” he answers in a sigh.

“Yes, and you reason is so fucking stupid! Can’t you see you’re hurting them? Haven’t you hurt them enough? Don’t you love them? Why then would you do this to them?” I fire the questions one by one, feeling frustrated by his stubbornness.

I continue speaking when he doesn’t say anything.

“Just talk to them, please. I’ve never asked you for anything except this. I don’t like seeing them mask their pain when they tell me that you refused to see them yet again” I plead with him.

He lets out a sigh. “You have to know that I can never deny you, Ava.” He pauses. “I’ll talk to them” 2

“Thank you” I don’t let it show in my voice, but I smile. Happy that he is going to communicate with them. Hoping they can reconcile.

“This isn’t why I called you”

“Okay” I drag out. 1

“I heard what happened to you and I wanted to make sure you and the baby are fine” his voice is

soft and it brings back memories I’m trying to forget.

Gosh. If only he hadn’t turned out to be a fucking liar. Maybe we would have had a future together.

I wanted to ask him how he find out, but this is Ethan we are talking about. He has eyes and ears

everywhere.

“Yes, the baby is doing well. I actually have an appointment today. I was just getting ready to leave

for it.”

“Is it weird that I am dying to hold her?” he ask and I hear a hint of happiness for the first time

since everything went to shit.

“Her? You think it’s a girl?”

“Yes. I’m convinced it’s a girl” he answers sheepishly. I can imagine him rubbing his hand on the

I chuckle at that “I guess Noah isn’t the only one rooting for a baby girl”

“I guess not. Are you okay with that or do you wish for another boy?”

I think about it for a while before answering. “It doesn’t matter to me whether it’s a boy or girl, I

already love him or her”

And it was true. I was not in the right frame of mind when I found out I was pregnant. I didn’t

know how to react or behave given what Ethan did, but I fell in love with my baby. It didn’t matter

who the dad was. After all, Rowan hurt me more than Ethan and I still loved Noah. 12)

“I have to go. I don’t want to be late for my appointment” I tell him. “I’ll write you another letter to tell you how it went”

“Okay, Ava…And about Reaper, don’t have worry him. I promise you he won’t hurt you and he will

leave you out of his revenge plan. Take care, Ava.”

He doesn’t give me time to answer before he hangs up the phone. I get my purse and leave for my appointment all the while wondering what he meant about Reaper leaving me alone. Did he do? Or did he have him killed or something?