Ex-Husband's Regret (Ava and Rowan) novel Chapter 139

Chapter 0139

I want to take you out for lunch” Rowan surprises me once again.

I look at him suspiciously “Why?”

“I want us to talk”

I scan the roads. Checking if I could locate a taxi. Today I came by one because I wasn’t in the mood to

drive.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea. We really have nothing to talk about” I focus my eyes back on him.

He runs his hands through his black hair. Seeming a bit frustrated.

“Rowan…” I was about to let him know I was leaving, but he cuts me off. His face turning stone cold.

“I won’t take no for an answer. It’s either you get in by yourself or I carry you in” he says motioning to his

car.

“You wouldn’t dare”

“Fucking try me, Ava”

He starts advancing on me and I just know that he was about to enact his threat. With a humph, I turn

around and stomp towards his car.

He unlocks the car and I get in. I glare at him when he gets in and starts the car.

I

I keep quiet, not in the mood to talk. I was angry and confused with his sudden change in behavior. I wanted the old Rowan back. The one I was used to. This version of him was new to me and completely

unpredictable. I didn’t like that.

We get to a restaurant I’ve never been to. He leads me inside where he gives his name and we’re

immediately shown to our table.

“What’s going on with you Rowan?” I ask him the moment we are alone. “Your behavior of late is really. confusing. I mean for heaven’s sake. You showed up to my doctor’s appointment for a baby that isn’t

even yours when you never came to any of my appointments when I was pregnant with Noah”

He doesn’t say anything. Just continues staring at me stonily. Reminding me of the version I was used to.

Cold, indifferent and detached.

when I’m ready to put them in my past where they all belong is when everyone is all of a sudden

apologizing for hurting me. 1

“I’m so fucking sorry for the role I played in hurting and destroying you. I’m not a man who ever makes

mistakes, but I admit that I made the biggest fucking one in how I treated you”

I hear what he was saying, but it just wasn’t registering. How was I supposed to forgive him? How was I

supposed to forget everything he put me through?”

I keep quiet as I stare at the table. I didn’t have anything else to say because I just didn’t know if I could

ever forgive him.