Chapter 293
Ex-Husband’s Regret
Chapter 0293
âHas Rowan eaten?â
âNot yet; he told me that he would eat after he was done and that I shouldnât trouble myself.â
I nod my head. âOkay, then, have a goodnight.â
âGoodnight tooâ
After she leaves, I make a plate for Rowan. Who knows how long it would be before he finished up. He
couldnât run on an empty stomach. Once Iâm done, I take the plate and head to his office.
The door was open, but I still knocked.
He looks up from the papers he was going through. Though he looked tired, probably from lack of sleep,
he still looked so fucking hot.
âYou know you donât have to knock, Ava,â he says as he leans back against his chair.
I want to remind him that it wasnât like that before, but I refrain from it. In the past, he wouldnât even allow
me anywhere near his office. Especially when he was inside it.
âI brought you dinner,â I tell him, trying to push the past away.
Crossing the room, I place the plate of food in front of him. I was about to round the desk and sit on one
of the chairs, but he stops me.
He grasps my hand and pulls me towards him, making me sit on his lap. Not that I minded one bit.
âHmm, Iâve missed you⦠I canât wait for this deal to be sealed so I can spend quality time with youâ he
murmurs, his voice pulling me into a seductive web.
Unconsciously, I shift around in his lap drawing a groan from him. His arm tightens around my waist as
he runs his nose along my neck, sending shivers down my spine.
âYou smell divine.â
âItâs my body wash,â I mumble unintelligently.
Damn it. I need to be laid. I wanted sex so bad, but I didnât know how to ask him for it or how to approach
him about it. He was always the one who initiated sex before. I tried once, and he rejected me. Iâve never
tried again. I always waited for him to come to me, so thatâs what Iâm still doing.
âYou need to eat, Rowan,â I tell him, breaking the spell.
It would be so easy to take advantage of his tired state. All I had to do was straddle him, open his zip,
and push my panties aside. Given how wet I was, he would slide inside me easily, and we would both get
what
we wanted.
I canât do that, though. This merger was important to him. I couldnât jeopardize that for sex. Maybe when
his head isnât occupied, Iâll try seducing him, but not right now.
He sighs, but doesnât say anything. After a while, he begins to eat. I try to get up, but he refuses to let me
go.âCan I ask you for a favor?â I ask after a while.
He nods.
âCan you please let Emma go?â I plead gently.
This was the right thing to do. I couldnât teach Noah about hatred while I harbored hatred in my heart. It
wouldnât do me any good. I didnât want to hold grudges. I had Rowan. My focus was on building my
marriage with him.
The spoon drops from his hand. âAbsolutely noâ
âPlease? What she did was wrong, but I donât want to hold on to bitterness and anger. I donât want her
punished because I believe that karma is real. Iâm doing this for me, Rowan, not her or Travis. I want to
heal and move forward and I can only do that by letting go of the past.â
âBut she hurt you,â he sighs, refusing to let the issue go.
âYes, and according to what Travis told me, for two weeks sheâs been paying for that mistake. Sheâs
probably learned her lesson.â
He is stubborn, and I can see the reluctance in his eyes. He was fighting the truth of my words.
âPlease?â I plead sweetly, cupping his cheek gently.
His eyes focus on mine, and the moment they do, they soften. Love takes over.
I watch as this fierce man melts in front of me. Itâs a sight to behold, and I cherish each second I get to
see it.
âFine,â he agrees. âBut on one condition.â
âWhatâs that?â I ask curiously.
He smiles mischievously, making me want to kiss him.
âThat you go on a date with meâ¦weâve never gone on a date. Itâs time I changed thatâ
This time Iâm the one that smiles, as happiness and excitement fill me.