Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M novel Chapter 350

Ava.

My memories have come back, and to say that I’m pissed off would be an understatement. I was beyond angry. I was furious.

“You lied to me!” I yelled at Rowan, my hand slapping his chest. It was similar to hitting a brick wall, but I didn’t care. “You fucking lied to me, you bastard. For months. Months, Rowan”

The knowledge that my memories are back dawns on him. Fear fills his eyes, and at first I’m surprised since Rowan has never shown fear, but then I remember that I was angry at him.

“I need to leave. There’s somewhere I need to be,” I say without really addressing anyone in particular.

I search the room, and when I spot my car keys, I grab them. I was about to leave when Rowan grabbed my hand and stopped me.

“You can’t leave. I have to take you to a hospital; you fainted, Ava. You need to see a doctor.” His eyes are soft as he pleads with me.

“Let go of me, Rowan,” I command. I try to shake his hand, but he tightens his hold.

“I won’t fucking tell you twice, Rowan.”

"Please,” he begs, but I’m so done with him.

I twist my body, and using my right hand, I punch him right in the face. I feel a kind of sick satisfaction when I hear his nose break. Since he wasn’t expecting my punch, he released me, his face showing a mask of shock.

“I’ll deal with you later,” I tell him, the warning in my voice clear.

Without another glance, I leave. Only when I was leaving the room did I notice Calvin standing near the bed. I don’t tell him anything either. He also fooled me. In fact, everyone fucking lied to me, but I wasn’t as pissed off with them as I was with Rowan.

Jumping into my car, I crank it up and speed out of there.

The memories that had been forgotten and the new ones that I made all mesh and become one. My head is pounding, but I know that I need to do this. I needed to get this out of the way.

As the lies Rowan told me are exposed, I become even angrier. I don’t know why I’m surprised. This is Rowan we are talking about. He is the king of grabbing opportunities and bending them to his will and desire. I should have seen this coming, but hindsight is a fucking bitch.

I played right into his game. I was a fucking fool; I don’t know how I didn’t read the signs. Correction: I did read the signs. I knew he was lying. Keeping things from me, yet I turned a blind eye because I wanted the fucking fairytale he painted.

At this point, I don't know whether to cry or be impressed by the lengths he took to have me.

I don’t know how I get to the station, but I do. I was so distraught and so fucking angry that it’s a wonder that I didn’t get into an accident.

Pushing thoughts of my current state aside, I focused on what I needed to do. Everything that happened a few minutes ago could wait until I was done, then I was going to deal with Rowan for lying to me.