All Chapters of MY EX-HUSBAND REGRET : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Fear Of The Past.CLARAThat sick asshole...My shirt had become a sticky mess because I was covered in sweat from the little interaction I had with Mike . His presence had me stressed, yet his absence somehow lingered. Without a doubt, our paths would certainly cross again, and I'd be driven to the edge, just as I was just minutes ago.I should have checked before letting him in. If I'd known it was Mike , that door would have remained slammed shut, never to be opened onto him. I squeezed my palm, cupping my other hand. The feel of his skin grazing my palm wasn't one I was quick to forget.Like clockwork, the sparking electricity that I'd always felt around him was awoken that moment he grabbed my hand, and I slapped him to regain control over myself again. I didn't spend five years loathing him, only to eventually serve him the opportunity of a shitty explanation on a golden platter. It was never going to happen.Mike had his charms, but I was immune to them. I'd be a fool not

Her Rare Friend.CLARALike rocks were stacked inside my stomach, I shuffled my way into the office building. My phone was blasting with calls from numerous Business partners, Rodney included. He must have seen the news, too. I pushed open the sliding doors and made my way in with my heart dropped to my knees.The piercing gazes, and murmurs, were a deadly giveaway that a lot of them have seen the articles. That happened seven years ago, and I was set up, but who would I explain that to? From the way they looked at me, their priorities were clear, and their opinions were biasedly scripted on their faces.Ah. What did I expect? They were just humans, after all, gnawing on anything they could find, filled with bitterness and the undying urge to tear someone apart. The good part was, I didn't plan to be that person for them. I'd been there once, and look how that turned out.I marched in, funneling my anxiety down and stepping it to death with every stride. My footfalls echoed throug

Pain And Madness.MIKE "Can we finally talk now, Clara?"I was standing so close to her that every nerve in my body recognized it. My body tried too hard to be still while my heart pounded away in my chest as though it were in a race. Breathing was a myth in which Clara was involved. Her sweet cologne hovered in the air like a rainbow, collecting every part of the room there was.I had made another shitty move with that article news, but if it led her to me like this, I couldn't guarantee that I wasn't going to do it again. Just seeing her, basking in her graceful presence was enough to fill me with sufficiency, and my head had gradually started to go blank.Could she sense my anxiety or how I was desperate to do everything correctly, from the way I stood to every single syllable I uttered? I could jinx a lot of other aspects of my life, but not this one. Clara's brows pinched together, and she wore a disbelieving expression like I'd asked her to wrestle a lion. Okay, maybe talkin

The Beginning Of An End! MIKE It's been two days, and I'd rather wrestle a bear than go home and live under the same roof as Lucy , ever. After her little rendezvous at the interview, I had been left with my last straw, and that was just the fact that she was pregnant. Besides that, I couldn't face it anymore. I relived the disrespect over and over again but couldn't come up with an excuse for her actions as I normally did, all days of my life to make the torture just a bit easier to bear, but this time, it wasn't working out very nicely. Rather than anger, I was filled with disgust and repulsion for her. Being with her would only result in my outburst, and I had a lot to say to Lucy , none of which was nice. That wasn't all the problem. Clara haunted me like she was all I was made to think about. The five years without her had completely vanished from my eyes like it never fucking happened, and I continued to question how I even survived so far without her. There was just

The Beginning Of An End!MIKE It's been two days, and I'd rather wrestle a bear than go home and live under the same roof as Lucy , ever. After her little rendezvous at the interview, I had been left with my last straw, and that was just the fact that she was pregnant.Besides that, I couldn't face it anymore. I relived the disrespect over and over again but couldn't come up with an excuse for her actions as I normally did, all days of my life to make the torture just a bit easier to bear, but this time, it wasn't working out very nicely. Rather than anger, I was filled with disgust and repulsion for her. Being with her would only result in my outburst, and I had a lot to say to Lucy , none of which was nice.That wasn't all the problem. Clara haunted me like she was all I was made to think about. The five years without her had completely vanished from my eyes like it never fucking happened, and I continued to question how I even survived so far without her. There was just a pull