Ex-Husband's Regret (Ava and Rowan) novel Chapter 350

Chapter 0350

Ava.

My memories have come back, and

understatement. I was beyond angry. I nat I’m pissed off would be an

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was furious.

“You lied to me!” I yelled at Rowan, my hand slapping his chest. It was similar to hitting a brick wall, but I didn’t care. “You fucking lied to me, you bastard. For months. Months, Rowan”

The knowledge that my memories are back dawns on him. Fear fills his eyes, and at first I’m surprised since Rowan has never shown fear, but then I remember that I was angry at him.

“I need to leave. Thereed to be,” I say without really addressing

I search the room, and whe

anyone in patar.

and when I spot my car keys, I grab them. I was about to leave

when Rowan grabbed my hand and stopped me.

“You can’t leave. I have to take you to a hospital; you fainted, Ava. You need to see a doctor.” His eyes are soft as he pleads with me.

“Let go of me, Rowan,‘

me, Rowan,” I hold.

Cand. I try to shake his hand, but he tightens his

“I won’t fucking tell you twice, Rowan.”

“Please,” he begs, but I’m so done with him.

I twist my body, and using my right hand, I punch him right in the face. I feel a kind of sick satisfaction when I hear his nose break. Since he wasn’t expecting my punch, he released me, his face showing a mask of shock.

“I’ll deal with you later,” I tell him, the warning in my vo

voice clear.

Without another glance, I leave. Only when I was leaving the room did I notice Calvin standing near the bed. I don’t tell him anything either. He also fooled me. In fact, everyone fucking lied to me, but I wasn’t as pissed off with them as I was with Rowan.

Jumping into my car, I crank it up and speed out of there.

The memories that had been forgotten and the new ones that I made all mesh and become one. My head is pounding, but I know that I need to do this. I needed to get this out of the

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As the lies Rowan told me are exposed, I become even angrier. I don’t know why I’m surprised. This is Rowan we are talking about. He is the king of grabbing opportunities and bending them to his will and desire. I should have seen this coming, but hindsight is a fucking bitch.

He must have seen something in my eyes because he scrambled to grab the phone. I leave him as he talks to Brian while I take a seat. My head was killing me,

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I tap my feet on the ground in impatience as I wait for him to arrive.

It doesn’t take him long to arrive. I slowly get up when he walks into the station, mainly because I am dizzy as fuck.

“Are you okay, Ava?” Brian asks, gently grabbing my hand to support me.

“Yes… Just had a long day,” I reply, brushing off his question. “Can we talk?”

He nods his head and leads me to his officer.

After sitting down, he turned to me. “What did you want to talk about?”

“I want you to release Emma.” I get straight to the point.

He looks at me in shock, like he can’t believe what I’ve just asked him to do.

“Why in the hell would I do that?” he asks, puzzled.

“Because I got my memory back,” I say, taking a deep breath. “Before I blacked out, I saw the person who shot me. It wasn’t Emma.”