Chapter 270
Ex-Husband’s Regret
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hell did you stop?â she looks at me questioningly as if she didnât understand.
you really have the nerve to ask me that?â I growl, feeling fed up with the way she treats me. âGet outâ
âNo. Iâm not leaving. Not until you tell me what I have doneâ
Damn. Was she really clueless, or was she just playing dumb? I canât believe that she would even ask
me
that. Didnât she see anything wrong with what she was doing? Or how sheâs treating me?
âCalvinâ she calls and goes to take my hand. I step back and glare at her,
I am disgusted in myself. I canât believe Iâve allowed her to treat me and Gunner like shit for years.
âTell me one thingâ I take a deep breath. âDo you love me?â
She looks at me for a split second before she looks away, It fucking hurt. So much, but that was the
confirmation I needed.
âDo you feel anything for me apart from lust?â My voice is thick and strained, even to my own years,
I have never asked her this. Never asked her directly if she cared for, I shouldnât have, because itâs clear
that she doesnât.
âWhat about our son?â
I can handle anything. If she doesnât fucking love me, I can deal with that. What I canât deal with is her
refusing to love Gunner. He wasnât a stranger, or a boy I adopted. He was her fucking son, yet she
refused
to acknowledge that.
My heart continues to break when she remains silent. The silence between us speaks louder than any
word that would ever be uttered.
âIâm fucking talking to you.â Grabbing her chin forcefully. I make her look at me. âDo you care about us?â
Her eyes fill with tears as she stares at me with an emotion I canât comprehend. Her tears would move
me before, but not anymore.
I am just fucking tired. Tired of being just a warm body that she uses on occasion to get off.
Sighing, I release her as if sheâd burned me. I was fighting my emotions, and I was precariously close to
losing my shit.
Fuck, why does it hurt so badly?
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er, grounding my teeth against the pain that was threatening to swallow me whole.
Fdonât give her the chance to finish her sentence.
âFucking leave my goddamn house, Emma, before I say or do something Iâll regret.â I yell, the need to
shake her filling my bones.
How can she not see the pain sheâs causing me? Causing Gunnerâ¦Or is it that she just doesnât care
that
sheâs hurting us?
âPlease just listen to me.â
âSo that you can spew bullshit? Or is it so you can manipulate me in order to get me to sleep with you?â I
try to calm myself down. âYouâre a selfish little bitch, and I am done letting you play games with mine and
my sonâs hearts. Get out of our lives, Emma. We donât need you. We never have, and we never will.â
âYou and I are done. I donât want you anywhere near me or Gunner. I hope the fucking love you held on
to for Rowan keeps you warm at night when youâre lonely and heâs with Ava. Sheâs a woman youâll never
measure up to, and I hope you feel the same pain youâve put me through when you see her with Rowan.
Now get out of my fucking house.â
With that, I grab her hand and kick her out of my house and life.
Ava was right. I deserve better than Emma. It was time I let go of my love for her because she wasnât
worth it.
From now on, she means nothing to me. She could rot in hell for all I care.