All Chapters of My Ex-Husband’s Regret: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Ryan. Rage. Lust. And hate was all I felt when I left my house that morning and it’s what I still feel now. I hate this feeling, I shouldn’t be feeling this way. I shouldn’t been feeling this urge to get her, I wanted to go and leave her alone but I couldn’t. The damn feeling was there, the feeling of wanting to be around her, of wanting to possess her. I don’t want this—this feeling wasn’t love or like for her, it’s lust. I want to possess every single thing about her but I wouldn't sit back and let another man take her. She’s mine, she will always be mine and I was going to get her back. I have been hiding like a fucking freak for a while, trying to get over this strong urge but it was hard. It was fucking hard to let her go, not when I see her every single day. Yes, you heard that. I do stalk…..no, I wouldn’t call it that, I followed her around for some days now but the urge was still there. I wanted to come back and beg her for forgiveness, I shouldn’t have left the next morn

Emily. I had nothing to say and I was scared, scared for myself and what he was going to do to me. So I blurt out the words that came to my mind and that was using Gwen as my shield to protect myself. Ian paused and looked at me, “what did you say?” He asked. I gulped and moved away from him so he wouldn’t hit me again. “My best friend, she took him from me. I tried to stop her but she pushed me out with her security,” I said crying. “Stop crying and tell me what happened!” He demanded. I nod and wipe the tears from my face, I have to come up with a believable story. I don’t know if I’m right but that little boy is the replica of Ian, there’s no doubt about it. That must be his child and Gwen knew about it but she didn’t tell me. I told him what he wanted to hear but I twisted the story and make it sound like Gwen was to blame for everything that happened to his damn child. He went silent after hearing that, he didn’t move but his eyes were doing the calculations. I could see

Gwen. My mind wouldn’t stop bothering me after getting that visit from Ryan, his words, the way he acted and looked at me every single thing he did that day still scared the shit out of me. Henry’s constant presence in my house, my company, and my life doesn’t seem to help either. He was hell-bent on doing what he promised that night, he wanted me back. I can see it in his eyes, the way he acts and talks to me but was I willing to get back with him?Do I want to sentence myself to another lovelies marriage—because I do not know if he does like or love me right now? I have this fear of going back to him and then he sees someone else prettier than me and he goes with the person instead of being with me. I’m not sure if I can survive that kind of feeling again. It was hard to decide what I wanted, my heart wanted one thing while my head and mind wanted another thing. It was confusing and Jas wasn’t helping me out at all, she always wanted to be with her father, in the morning, noon, e

Henry. She paused when I said that, she dropped the fork and I noticed she didn’t eat it. I didn’t mean to bring this up while she was eating but I had to. Any moment from now when she’s done eating I would be out of the house even though I do not want that. She sighed and without looking at me she said, “If this is about us or our relationship I want you to drop it,” I flinched, even though I wasn’t going to talk about our relationship now her tone sounded disturbing. “That…that wasn’t what I was going to say,” I said causing her to look at me. “Oh…”“Yeah, now are you ready to listen to me, Gwen?” I asked and she nodded. I looked at her, she wasn’t eating any longer and as if she could feel me looking at her she looked at me. “What?” She demands. “I’ll continue if you finish the food,” I said pointing at the food, she let out a groan and took a bite again. This was the first time I was preparing something for her and I wanted to ask her how it tastes but that wasn’t the im

Ryan. I had thought she would change after I left her office but guess I was wrong. She wasn’t going to change and nothing would change her or make her change her mind. I was wrong to ever think she would change, that she would see things through and not give her scumbag of an ex a second chance but I was wrong. Now standing outside her house and waiting impatiently for her to open the door, I wanted to believe that he wasn’t in there with her. She wouldn’t let him in and even let him stay the night but that wasn’t it. For the last few days and nights that I have been watching her he has always been around her, and he wouldn’t leave until the next morning. I was getting scared that she would reconcile with him and then marry again to become one happy family. But I don’t want her to have a happy ending with that bastard, Gwen belongs to me and no one else. Releasing another sigh I looked around again, and tucked one hand in my pants pocket before pressing the doorbell again. Still