All Chapters of MY EX-HUSBAND REGRET : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Fool Me Twice!CLARAMaybe a mature woman wouldn't have handled things the way I did, but I would gladly be immature if it meant I stayed away from Mike and his madness.It had been a few days, and I still couldn't pull the scene out of my head and my reaction to it. It was despicable. I showed weakness by picking up his call in the first place, thanks to that glass of wine.I knew it wasn't a pretty sight on me or the healed woman reputation I desperately tried to portray. I never wanted to see him again, and I meant it.I'd rather die than have Mike come close to me or my daughter ever again! Firstly, I was terribly embarrassed to face him; my reaction had been rash and utterly unreasonable.Today, we planned to visit Beverly again, Velma and I, probably to distract myself from the fact that I still remembered the birth date of my ex-husband that was today. The last time we celebrated his birthday was on happy notes- just a few months before he threw me under the bus.How convenie

Feelings and Disasters.CLARAHis response was as shocking as it was disappointing, and I really didn't know where to tackle the situation from, or how to tackle it. Jeez. The first question that popped into my mind was why? Then again, I wasn't so sure I wanted to know the reason, but I asked anyway."Why?" I pursed my lips and turned to him, unable to look Rodney in the eyes because I didn't know what to expect. Whatever this discussion was, it wasn't what I'd hoped to be having with him. "You're not sure you like her, and yet she's here, in my house? Why?"He sighed heavily, his eyes busying themselves by roaming around the kitchen. It was like Rodney was trying to gather his words. "Because she wanted to," he confessed. "Claire was so eager to meet Velma and you that she asked when I was going to travel back home. And here she is."I didn't understand it all. It still didn't feel like we spoke the same language because I didn't see any reason for anyone to lead their partners on w

Confrontations.CLARA"No!" He denied, shaking his head in bewilderment. "No, I didn't plant Beverly in your life! I wouldn't do that. I still don't know how she knows you or how you two met, but I had nothing to do with it!"He sounded so convincing, feeding me all the answers that he knew I'd be delighted to hear, but I knew better. The moment I believed this, my mind would be open to more of his lies. I didn't even know why we were still here, talking about this because, honestly, I'd rather not."Okay," I sucked my teeth. "Okay. I believe you.""You do?" His eyes lit up, and his forehead creased. "You do?" Mike asked again, his tone dripping with enough doubt to portray his emotions.I released a stifled laugh. "Yes, of course I do. I mean, it was a simple coincidence that your lawyer became my friend. It was so much of a coincidence that I became her friend, Mike . Do I look stupid to you?"Yes. Undeniably, I did look stupid. It felt like I was eager to always see him in a bad l

, Neighbour.CLARAWhat a peaceful weekend it was, or maybe that was what I assumed it to be, considering how far I'd run from the things I termed as problems in my life. I couldn't get Mike 's divorce from Lucy out of my head, nor could I push away the fact that I was the one holding back what could be a healthy friendship with Beverly, but like I always say- it wasn't that easy.I'd successfully blocked out all of that, and all I looked forward to was a pretty weekend with Velma- without interference at all. I was done with anything that would cause me stress now, or later in the future. We sat in the living room, binge-watching Velma's favorite cartoon show. Thanks to Mike and his Winnie the Pooh announcement, Velma now genuinely thought cartoons were the only thing I was interested in.I didn't mind, though- as long as it made her happy. Suddenly, a knock rattled on the door, and my heart leaped. I wasn't expecting anyone. Rodney or Beverly would inform me before attempting to c

Calming Stormy WatersCLARAThe turnout was great, perfect even. Agatha was one of the women that Velma had liked fast, just like Beverly. Oh, Beverly. I still hadn't talked to her in a minute, but I planned to. Tonight possibly, and it gave me all the kinds of anxiety a person could possibly have.I didn't know how she'd take it, or how to approach the situation in a way that didn't make me out to be a rebelling teen. I was done rebelling, though, and I'd gotten my priorities right, with her.Right now, I was too choked with work. Running two companies wasn't child's play, but it seemed like a lot of people forgot that. I was worn thin, and my need for perfection was wearing me thin. Supervision and management was no easy task. And, oh! I glanced at my watch. It was time to go.It's been about a week since Agatha started working with us, and I'd left Velma in her care simply because she could easily be trusted, and I had cameras set up in the house, which meant I could have access to