Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M novel Chapter 396

The woman's back was turned to me, and so was that of Gunner. I didn’t have to worry about Calvin because he seemed to be smitten and was paying attention to everything the woman was saying, with a soft smile on his lips.

Again, that uncomfortable feeling sinks deeper into me. Why did I feel like I couldn’t breathe? There was this big lump stuck in my throat.

I focus on them. I couldn’t hear what they were saying since they were a few tables from me, but the peace and happiness showing on Calvin’s face was enough to let me know what was going on. He was on a date, and Gunner had tagged along. The woman didn’t seem to mind, but there was no way in hell I was going to allow another woman to replace me in my son’s life.

I couldn’t see Gunner, but I knew, just like with Calvin, he was happy to be there. Calvin would have already left with our son if the case had been different.

For some reason, I keep staying there, even though I feel like my heart was being ripped into pieces. I don't know how long I’d been there, but eventually I couldn’t take it. Seeing him happy was causing me pain for some reason. It was like my heart was being shredded.

I put down the menu, and I was going to stand up and leave when a shadow appears in front of me. I look up and I am shocked to find Calvin staring at me with furious eyes. Before I can say anything, he grabs my hands and hauls me off my chair.

He drags me away and I turn to see Gunner still busy chatting with the woman. I was glad he hadn’t seen me. I didn’t want him to see me like this.

“What the hell are you doing here?” he yelled when we got to a secluded place. “Have you now reverted to stalking, Emma? That’s pathetic even for you.”

He pushes me hard, but luckily, I catch myself before I fall. Instead of saying anything, I just stared at my feet as I tried to control the unexplainable pain that was burning through me.

“I’m asking you a fucking question, Emma?” he snapped and hit the wall behind me.

I flinch out of fear. Saying he was furious was an understatement. I’ve never seen him like this.

“I-I came here with Molly. We were having lunch when you came in. I-I wasn’t stalking you,” I stammered in a low voice.