I stare at him, completely shocked. I immediately close my mouth just so I don’t look stupid staring at him with my jaw dropped.
Never have I ever imagined that my path would cross with that of Gabriel. I assumed that the day he divorced me was the last day that I would set my eyes on him.
I know you’re probably wondering about the tabloids and gossip channels on TV, but I that’s not my jam. I’m too busy to focus on what’s going on with celebrities.
“Aren’t you going to invite me in?” his deep voice interrupts my thoughts.
I take a deep breath and pull myself together. Now wasn’t the time to lose my focus.
“What are doing here?”
Him being here was more than a surprise, and I also know that it wasn’t a coincidence. Not at all. The Gabriel, I know, doesn’t do things without a reason. If he is here willingly, then there is something that he wants.
Do you really want to find out what he wants? An inside voice asks.
My answer is immediate. No, I don’t want to find out. Whatever he’s here for can’t be good for me, and it would be even more terrible if he found out about her.
“You know what? I don’t care, please leave,” I square my shoulders and tell him.
He looks at me confused, before the confusion disappears and he smirks at me arrogantly.
“Let me in, Harp,” His tone is dark and demanding.
Looking at him now and hearing the tone of voice he’s using, reminds me of the time we were married. He was always cold and arrogant towards me. Always looking for ways to hurt me and destroy my self-confidence.
Too bad for him that I’m no longer the naïve, stupid girl who was in love with him. I am no longer, the weak, spineless girl he used to bully and hurt. I’ve come a long way from the girl who used to beg for scraps of his attention. He managed to kill that side of him and it will be a cold day in hell before I ever let her rise up from the ashes of my pain.
“No!” I snap, feeling my anger and bitterness rise inside me.
“I don’t like repeating myself, Harp.”
“First of all, it’s Harper, only my loved ones get to call me Harper… And second of all, I also don’t like repeating myself, so, good fucking bye, Gabriel.”
He used to hate being called Gabriel, so I add at the end just to piss the arrogant ass off.
I go to slam the door in his face, but he stops me. Pushing the door wider, he walks in like he owns the damn apartment, sliding past me.
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