Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M novel Chapter 520

Gabe.

We watched our dad leave, heading straight for our mom. According to him, we were boring as shit so he went to our mom, who, according to him, was better company than we were.

The moment he was out of earshot, Travis turned to us with his brows pulled down in a frown.

“I don’t get why he is here,” Travis complained while staring daggers at Reaper.

“Do we have a problem?” Reaper asks. Even though his tone is calm, there is an unmistakable dangerous current underneath it.

The way his eyes flash, even while cooking cool and collected, should be warning enough that nobody should cross him. He is danger personified, but my best friend is too much of an idiot to realize that. To realize that Reaper is anything but weak, even though right now he seems harmless.

“Yes, we fucking do,” Travis growled. “You killed my father, and you have the guts to come here?”

“I’m here with my fiancé. Whatever the fuck your problem is, deal with it.”

Rowan and I look at each other as the tension between Reaper and Travis increases. If we don’t handle this, things will escalate quickly, and the last thing I want is for my wife to be upset because the spouses of two of her best friends are fighting.

“Tension is running high, so maybe we should all take a breather.” I try to calm down the situation.

“Gabriel is right. Your fiancé,” he points at Reaper. “And your girlfriend,” he points at Travis. “Are best friends. Do you really want to put them in a spot? Not forgetting that Reaper is Iris’s uncle.”

“If you want to be in Ava’s life, you have to accept Reaper. Like Rowan said, he is Iris’s uncle, so he will always be around,” I add.

“But he killed my dad! He’s a fucking murderer and should be in jail where his piece of shit brother is,” he growled through clenched teeth.

“You need to get your facts right, you fucker.” Reaper snapped; his calm exterior completely gone. “I didn’t kill James even though I wanted to for the trouble he caused me. Now, disrespect me or Ethan again, and I’ll bury you so deep it’ll take a century to dig up your fucking remains!”

A cold shiver slithers down my back. Reaper is a scary fucker and that’s saying a lot, coming from me.

“What do you mean you aren’t the one that killed James?” Rowan asked, his eyes narrowing on Reaper.

“Exactly that. Do you think I am the only one James fucked over? Where do you think he got the money to expand his company? From banks? He ran into some trouble and was almost going bankrupt. The banks couldn’t take the risk since it was so high. He turned to some really bad people. I wasn’t the one that killed him, but I was used as a scapegoat since I am the only one people knew he was doing business with.”

Damn. I did not see that coming. Color me fucking shocked because what the fucking hell?

“That’s a lie,” Travis spat the words, seething in anger. “He said you were after him because he outed your illegal business.”