Ex-Husband's Regret (Ava and Rowan) novel Chapter 94

I was still quite pissed off when I arrived at my new house. It was going to take me some time to get used to calling it my home.

I park the truck and get out only to be surprised. Rowan of all people was sitting outside my house. I approach him with a glare on my face.

“If you’re here to scold me about Emma, you can just walk your ass back to your car and leave” I tell him pointing at his sleek black Ashton Martin.

I swear, if he was here to cause me trouble, I was going to beat his ass all the way to space and back.

“What are you talking about?” he asks standing up. A look of confusion on his face.

“I’m sure that little bitch called you and told you a bunch of lies didn’t she?” I seethe, remembering what Emma said.

I tap my foot waiting for him to confirm it. I mean why else would he be here minutes after my showdown with Emma?

“I don’t know what the fuck you’re going on about, but I’m not here for whatever went down between you two” he says running his hands through his hair.

“Then why are you here?” I ask, curiously.

“Travis called and said you might need help unpacking furniture” he walks towards me and I take a step back.

At the mention of his name, my fury rises again. Those two were something else. Sometimes I wonder how the fuck I was related to them.

“Don’t even mention his fucking name to me” I snap.

He has known Noah since he was born. So how the fuck could he just stand there and let Emma threaten him. Then scolding me for getting angry was just ridiculous.

“What did he do?”

“He stood by when Emma threatened Noah and then had the gets to admonish me when I almost blew her fucking brains”

I wait for him to blow up on me like he usually does. I wait for him to take her side. He doesn’t, which comes as a big surprised.

Rowan tries to calm down, but it’s a difficult feat. He has always had a temper and getting it under control was difficult. He put a tight lid on it, but sometimes it barely contained it when he lost it.

“Look…”I begin, but his eyes go unfocused.

They were trained behind me. The anger I saw in his eyes minutes ago multiplies ten folds just as I hear a car door slam behind me.

I let out a tired sigh knowing it was Ethan. Ethan didn’t like Rowan and looking at Rowan, the feeling was very mutual.

“What’s he doing here?” they both ask at the same time.

I step away to look at both of them. They are glaring at each other. Brows furrowed and fists clenched. Their jaw tightly locked.

“It looks like you’re both here to help me move the furniture, so can we get a move on it?” I don’t give them a chance to answer, instead I turn and head towards the truck.