All Chapters of My Ex-Husband’s Regret: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Gwen.I did the first thing Ryan said, call the police and I did just so. I gave them my address and in about twenty minutes they were here taking my statement they also tried making Jason talk more but the boy would not say anything so they let him be. “We will get in touch with you soon enough Miss Mars, but in the meantime, would you be kind to let him stay with you…” “Of course. That’s no problem at all, he can stay as long as he wants, but please help me find his family.” I begged. “We will do our best miss Mars,” I almost rolled my eyes at the name. Can’t they call me Gwen or Gwendolyn instead of Miss Mars?“Alright, good night.” They nodded and left my apartment. I closed the door and went to the living room where Jas and Jace were having a cartoon marathon. “Are you alright Mommy?” Jasmine asked as I slumped beside her on the couch. “I’m fine baby, just exhausted.” “Here,” her hand grabbed some popcorn and placed it before my mouth. I gladly open my mouth and let her

Gwen. What the hell is wrong with him?He thinks I can give birth to a child and abandon him somewhere like I am such a selfish bitch or what. “You aren’t serious right?” I asked him with a duh look. He wasn’t seriously asking me this. Didn’t he think of his question properly before asking it? Julian's face didn’t change as he assessed me, “You tell me Gwen because I won’t sit still if you tell me this is your child you had outside your marriage but you were too ashamed to tell your husband, and now when you are both divorced you think it’s the right time to bring him back.” Gosh, how did he come up with such an explanation? “You don’t mean that right?” I giggled. He shrugged. “This boy isn’t my child doc Julian,” he stared at me skeptically. “I’m telling the truth Julian, Jason is not my son. I found him yesterday running around the place when I went to pick Jasmine up and….” He interrupted me. “And so you decide to keep him? Did you think of the implications this would caus

Henry. For the whole of the day, Emily did not talk to me nor even stare eye to eye with me and not that I minded anyway, I actually had some time to myself for quite some time. I went to my study to get some office work done, it has been long and I have really neglected my work. So to make use of the morning I stayed in my study since I did not have the energy to go to the company today. I was able to get some work done with the little time I was in here, but that quietness didn’t last long enough for me. Emily barged into my office. At least now she was looking better than this morning when she looked like she saw a ghost or rather she was the ghost. “I have a problem, Henry,” she started and took the seat opposite mine. What has happened this time?“What’s wrong?” I asked, trying to act as concerned as I could. “I have no idea what to choose. This designer I contacted has some really great designs and now I’m having a hard time choosing the one I want. They are beautiful but

Gwen. I was busy the whole of today, I had a very important class that I could not miss. A meeting with father later in the afternoon, a meeting with Henry so we could discuss how Jas can be with both of us. Finally, after dragging my ass back for a few days I decided to give him an audience because I thought it was overdue and he hasn’t seen his daughter since that morning. Ryan called earlier regarding information on Jason and I was happy to know the police had found a clue about his parents and they were trying to get in contact with them. When he said it would be hard, I thought his family must be far far away or even too poor not to own a phone but I guess I was wrong. I wasn’t certain yet but I was sure Jason wasn’t an ordinary boy, he must be from some kind of powerful family. But I wasn’t sure yet, I will know more when his parents have been contacted. I had dropped Jas and Jason off at the preschool—the teacher was kind enough to accept Jason for some time even though he

Henry. I see the moment she shuts down her emotions, the moment she decides not to feel or hear anything I say. Gwen thinks I know nothing about her, she thinks I have no idea about what type of person she is. She’s wrong, I have lived with her for years while we were married and I know the kind of person she was; she was kind, soft-hearted, and sweet and though she had those amazing qualities I still didn’t see us belonging together. Even though I did not stay in the house with her much while we were still married, I knew a few important things about her. Yet, what I noticed right now was that she had stopped herself from feeling anything when I was around. She put on the mask like she didn’t care if anything did happen to me but deep down I know she did care. The Gwen sitting before me now was a totally different Gwen from the one I knew before. “You do not mean that Gwen,” I said staring at her with disbelief. I couldn’t bring myself to sign this even if I knew this was a good