Ex-Husband's Regret (Ava and Rowan) novel Chapter 565

I swirl the glass in my hand, my mind miles away.

After I left Sierra’s house, I went back to work and found my office already cleaned and reorganized. The wreckage I’d caused had vanished without a trace. Even the shattered desk had been replaced with a brand new one.

Mary gave me looks. I could feel her questions hanging in the air, but I ignored them. She probably wondered what had transpired between Sierra and me to provoke such a meltdown.

One thing I’ve always appreciated about Mary is her discretion. She doesn’t gossip. If she did, my mother would have already stormed into my office, arms folded and eyes full of disappointment, demanding why I made Sierra cry.

Everything felt unreal. Like I was stumbling through a thick fog that refused to lift. I even sat through a meeting, though I can barely remember a word that was said. Thankfully, neither Dad nor Uncle Rowan could attend. I was in no shape to face either of them.

My thoughts were scattered. Emotions rode just beneath the surface, raw and volatile. The team must have sensed it because everyone kept their distance. One wrong move from anyone, and I would have exploded all over again.

After work, I came here to the club. I needed something, anything, to take the edge off. To distract me from the chaos I’d created.

I bring the glass to my lips and down the amber liquid. It burns on the way down, but that’s all it does. It doesn’t dull the ache in my chest. Doesn’t calm the storm raging in my head.

I thought about going for something stronger, but we all know where that road leads. It was the drugs that got me into this mess to begin with.

"What are you brooding about?" a voice cuts through the fog. A voice I’d recognize in my sleep.

I look up. Gunner.

He’s been my best friend since we were kids, since he and his dad moved next door to Mom’s after the divorce. Back then, he was shy and closed-off. But Mom had this way of pulling people in, especially kids. It’s why her children’s foundation thrives. She’s a natural… plus, there is the fact that she was a teacher so she knew how to handle kids.

"Sierra's pregnant."

Silence.

He sinks into the seat across from me, brows rising slightly before a slow grin tugs at his lips.

"Well, I’ll be damned. I never thought I’d see the day she settled down with someone else and had a kid. I guess Lilly’s efforts finally paid off."

My brows knit. Confusion flickers.

Could he mean Lilly helped Sierra with this whole baby-trapping thing?

The thought punches me in the gut. Would my own cousin betray me like that?

My fists clench. "What do you mean?"

"About what? That I never thought she’d settle down, or Lilly’s matchmaking?"

I don’t respond.

There’s a reason Gunner is a leading CEO in the construction industry—his mind is razor-sharp. He’s the kind of man who can dismantle an opponent without lifting a finger, just by watching and identifying their weakness.

"Tell me I’m wrong."

"I can’t."

I wish I could. God, I wish someone else were the father. But wishes don’t erase reality.

He stares at me, stunned. "How the hell did that happen? You hate her."

"What the fuck am I supposed to do?" I rake my hands through my hair. "I don’t want this baby. And if my parents find out, especially Mom, they’ll push me to do the ‘right thing.’"

Gunner remains quiet, but is there really anything to say? He knows I’m right. He knows that will be the result if they find out that Sierra is pregnant with my baby.

"Dad did the right thing. Married Mom when she got pregnant. And they were miserable for nine years. If I go through with this, It’ll be history repeating itself."

“But it eventually worked and now they are extremely happy together.”