Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M novel Chapter 492

Harper.

It’s been close to two weeks since Gabriel made me promises that shattered every reservation, I had about giving him a second chance.

I swear, I never thought I could be this happy.

My life with Liam was good, but with Gabriel, it’s better. Maybe because Gabriel is the man I loved. The man my heart held on to for almost a decade.

I would be lying if I said that I wasn’t scared. There was still the small part of me that expected the other shoe to drop. After all, it wouldn’t be the first time in my life that a loved one has been taken away from me.

There is also the fear that this is all too easy, you know. Like shouldn’t it be a bit harder? A bit more difficult. A bit more challenging... or is that just my self-sabotaging tendencies talking?

Maybe I am so used to not having things going my way, which just makes me question things when they do.

“What are you working on?” Gabriel pops out of nowhere, scaring the crap out of me.

With my hand on my chest, I try to calm my racing heart. “Don’t sneak up on me like that.”

“I didn’t,” he says, his eyes flashing in amusement. “I’ve been calling you for more than a minute. You were just staring into space.”

That night at the gala, right after that first round, Gabriel continued for two more rounds. We slept and just when I thought it was over, he woke me up for a few more rounds. I swear, by morning, my legs were like jelly.

I’ll forever count it as one of my best nights. There is just something about your husband whispering sweet nothings to you while buried deep inside you. He would alternate between sweet and straight up dirty talk. My mind could barely keep up, but I loved every single second of it.

“Harper?”

I focus on his handsome face. This is a dream come true, but there is a small part of me that keeps insisting that I gave in too quickly. It keeps insisting that I should have given it more time.

“Sorry,” I mumble pulling my eyes away from him to stare at the papers in front of me. “I’ve just been thinking of how to take Unity Ventures to the next level,”

He takes a seat right next to me on the dining table.

“May I?” he motions to the papers that I’d been scribbling on and I nod.

“Any ideas?” he asks after a couple of minutes.

“Not many. The only one I have is to turn it into what its names suggest. Unity Ventures. Meaning we will be all-rounded. We won’t just be focused on buying and selling property. We can also incorporate architecture, building and construction, and interior and landscape design.”

His flash to mine. My joy swells deep inside me at the look of pride he gives me.

I never really intended to be part of my family’s company. It was never in my dreams to join it and be part of the running team. That was always Andrew’s dream. It’s just too bad he never got to realize his dream.