My Evil Husband's Regret
he direction of the home. My body was
d a divorce from him. Right now, the evidence supporting that was in my purs
s into the house, but I come to a
ght now, and what I heard ch
and your mother is still bey
ke my heart with its anguish. Though I would stop
e was something wrong with us all. It simp
d I are no longer together, Luc
ried, he has never used gentle language with me. It was
ver,
These things
o Lucas so he won't ask any more questions. However, Lucas
not ad
me gasp. I move back, resting against the wall.
are of it all along. That dreadful answer
have. It was evident as day. I was still curious to hear his res
eared, clearly s
ur mother?" Lucas asks onc
At last, he responds, "I l
response, but
hy period. It hurts even now. My heart is shattering all over again. I'm not sure
I gave birth to Lucas, not when we were married, not in t
elf back. I gave it everything I had, and all
two of us. The love of his life, me, and him. The w
d had enough of crying. I was fed up with
listening in on other people
urbing my train of thinking in the process. I
itchen counter there. Dylan W
m the spot, his
sitive in my life. His father is undoubtedly the source of hi
say with a
consumed lunch and leaping from the counter. He run
ssed you too, my love," before h
l at home here anymore, even though
honesty,
ome with HER in mind. Everything in this hous
that he wasn't going to let her go. tha
hile fixating on his watch. "You said you wou
u a copy of the divorce decree while I g
e of me breaks every time he stares at me like way. Even though I hav
art. I was still in love with him. Hanging on. I k
I was a young child. I was in error. Getting married became a nightmare. I was always at odds with the
ttempting to lessen the
after months apart, it
teeth, Dylan adds, "Your mother and I need to discuss some
nute's worth of
" he orders befo
in rage as soon as he is out of earshot
n office instead of interrupting my time with my son." His
ot knowing how to
ng me? preventing me from loving you and separating me from my son. Breaking: By the time he finishes, his breathing is labored, "Jenna, I fucking hate you."
-I
ve declares his hatred fo
use.When my time with Lucas is u
Just as I was about to apologize, my phone rang.
O
it's something serious,
up to my ear and
e," I
before I can c
er has been shot," she exclaims, pra
ut of my grasp.
s voice pierces
k up my phone and answer
ther wa