Chapter 108
Ex-Husband’s Regret
Another note
Ava
I havenât been able to get the freaking note out of my head. Itâs all I think about.
I wanted to believe that it was nothing but a prank, but Iâm not so sure. Not when I get a bad
feeling every time I read it.
Iâve thought about reporting, but I donât want to make a big deal out of it. It was just one note. What
if Cal was right and it turned out that it was just a stupid prank?
My phone rings, making me jump. I put the mop down and pick it up. When I see Rowanâs name
flashing, I almost hang up, but I donât.
âHello.â I force my voice to sound emotionless.
âHey, how are you?â he asks, sounding a bit unsure.
I swear, Iâll never get used to this version of Rowan. It was just so unlike him. Itâs like he woke up
one day and was a different person. If he has truly changed, then itâs going to take some time to
get used to him.
âDid you need anything?â
âYeah. I just want to let you know that Iâll be going on a business trip for a few days,â he informs
me, which makes me a bit confused.
âOh, okay, so you wanted me to let Noah know?â
Noah was at school. He will be disappointed since he doesnât like Rowan going on trips, but heâll
understand nonetheless.
He pauses before answering. âHe already knows, but I wanted you to know too.â
Iâm a bit stunned. Rowan never used to tell me when he went on business trips. He would leave in
the morning and not come back. Itâs as I set aside food for him that Noah would let me know that
Rowan wasnât coming back. He used to tell our son, but not me.
It was disrespectful. He never cared about that, though. He knew that it hurt me every time he did
it, and thatâs why he continued doing it.
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âI really donât see how thatâs any of my business, Rowan Iâm not your wife or your keeper âI try to
keep the snappy tone away, but itâs hard.
Nowadays, he does something nice, and it just reminds me of the opposite action he took before.
Itâs hard to forget or move past the memories that are burned in my brain.
âI know, but I thought it was a simple courtesy to let you know,â he says, slowly as if he were dealing with
an unpredictable, rabid animal.
Against my better judgment, I snorted. âCourtesy? You sure lacked it when we were married, so I
donât see the need of it now.â
We stay quiet after that for a while before I speak up again.
âYou know what, It doesnât matter because I donât want to fight with you.â
He sighs. âNeither do I,â he pauses. âLook, my jet is ready, but when I get back, we need to talk.
There is something I have to tell you; itâs important.â
I immediately get curious. âCanât you tell me now?â
âNo. Itâs something that I need to tell you faceâtoâfaceâ
One thing about me is that I hate waiting. When you tell me something like that, then you make
me wait before you tell me what you want to say, it usually wreaks havoc inside me. Iâll spend the
entire duration overthinking and coming up with scenarios that may not be true.
âCanât you just tell me? I hate waiting.
âI know, but this will have to wait.â He pauses, and I hear other voices on his end. âI have to go.
Take care; weâll talk when I get back.â
Before I can say anything more, the line goes dead. I groan in frustration. Damn it. What the hell
does he want to talk about?
âAva,â the shout, brings me out of my musing.
I sigh in defeat. Now I was going to be in a weird state until Rowan tells me what he wanted us to
talk about.
âIn the kitchen,â I shout back.
I hear his footsteps before he walks into the kitchen. I donât know if itâs just me, but Cal looks out
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âWhat is it? Youâre yelling my name like itâs the end of the world.âI tell him once I realize he still
hasnât said a word.
His eyes were wide as if he just discovered something huge. I stare at him. He has a sweat shirt and
sweat pants. At first Iâm confused why he wasnât at work, but then I remember that today is
day off.
âCal?â I call
He shakes his head. âOh sorry. I donât know if this is too soon, but I wanted to ask you somethingâ
First Rowan wanted to talk about something, and now Cal wants to ask me something. With how
he was fidgeting, I just knew that I probably wouldnât like what he said.
âOkay, go ahead.â
Heâs quiet for a while before he takes a deep breath.
âI want to ask you out on a date.â 5
âWhat?â I stammer, staring at him wideâeyed.
Did I hear him right? It canât be. There is just no way he would ask me that. We were just friends.
âWill you go out with me on a date?â He asks, this time with his a claerer voice. âI know itâs
probably too early, but I think this is for the best. We could help each other get over our past
hurts. It would be easy since we understand each other.â
I continue staring at him. My mind refuses to function. Surely he could see that his idea was
absurd, and Iâm not thinking this to be mean or anything. He was basically suggesting that we
should be each otherâs rebound. Rebounds never really end well.
âSay something, please, Ava,â he begs once he realizes that I havenât spoken a word.
I look to the floor before looking at him as I try to find a suitable and reasonable answer that wonât
hurt him.
âYouâre a really great man, Calvin and any woman would be lucky to date youâ¦â I begin.
âBut?â he prompts.
âBut I donât think this is a great idea.â I sigh. âFirst of all, weâve both come out of situations that
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isady to date The one and only time I did after my diveter From Rowan, I ended up pregnant by #
man who was playing me while he tried to have me killed Lastly, although youâre angry with
Emma, I can tell that you still love her 1 fell in love with a man who loved Emma, and Rowan
nearly dezuoyed me in the end Iâm not about to make that mistake againâ
He deflates and stays quiet. I feel bad for bursting his bubble, but getting involved with him while he was
still in love with Emma was bound to end in disaster. I need peace. What I donât need is
falling for yet another man who is in love with Emma.
âYouâre right. Iâm sorry,â he says quietly before he turns and leaves through the backdoor.
âCalvin,â I call him, but he doesnât answer.
I follow him only to find he has already crossed the threshold to his side of the yard. I sigh and get back
in the house, just as my doorbell rings.
I get out of the kitchen and move to the hallway, all the while feeling a sense of de ja vu.
When I open the door, there is no one there. Just another not.
I pick it up and open it. It was smeared in what I think is blood, but the words were clear.
TIME IS TICKING AVA. HAVE YOU SAID GOODBYE TO YOUR LOVED ONES?
I drop the note in horror and look at it, willing it to disappear. I was now sure that this wasnât a prank.
Someone was targeting me again; the only question is who and why.