My Ex-Husband's Regret
one. Good thing
uch thought, but the next second, my bo
und asleep, looking utterly unguarded and ridiculous. Landon Stephens, ou
ach sank. That woman... wasn't that me? From a f
Curtis was cheating on me, h
ness dinners; it's perfectly normal," he sneered. "Lucia is my boss! What
ping for air. I'd always had a tendency to hyperventil
ossed over the other, lighting a cigarette as if
Let's not ruin what little dignity we've got left, huh? Do you think it's easy for a
th mockery-made me feel physically
g of which, I've been meaning to ask-how do you plan to manage if we have
ed past me without waiting for a respo
the floor, my min
ege sweethearts-the kind o
studies or his relationship with me. He remembered every littl
w lucky I was to have
we tied the knot a
both sets of parents, we managed to buy a cozy two-bedroom apartment,
we worked
eutical research-and even held s
th sets of parents had been urging us to have kids, and Connor had bomb
'd recently made a significant breakthrough on a project together, b
"We're a team, aren't we? Any
d mother-in-law wore me down. Deep down, I'd always lo
is eyes brimming with emotion. It was one of those rar
man's love would fade. Over the three years we'd been
w found myself doing all the heavy l
other could fall out of love. I couldn't imagine that someone I
just going through a rough patch at work. I
wasn't change. It was
m my best friend,
re on the street. The scene was so dramatic, it felt straight out of a la
he was too drained and stressed every night, appar
that might prove it wasn't him. But reality was cruel. After two years of dating
as h
en, pausing the video on a particularly gut-wrenching
y calm and think through my options-dividing assets,
nk about were m
mforting warmth of a hot coffee in m
me one day I'd be riding in a convertible,
ose, transforming from awkward college stude
her woman in public like non
fore I could even process the pai
ed gently. "Take him to court. If he's heartle
s, I might have been able to
entire youth, my best
it from him,"
ead was a slap
sting of his slap seemed to jolt me
ut of love. If he had just said he no longer
was a line he had
scoffed at the sight of me shoving clothes into a bag. Without so much as a questi
ver my shoulder and walked toward
everage. You walk out that door, a
You're a jobless, pregnant divorcƩe-who's going to want yo
mpt gave me a sudd
hid it behind my back. Marching up to the bed, I
stared at him, realizing how utterly
Anger could sometimes bring out unexpected s
nd raised his hand to hit me back,
scared of me showing this video to your entire office-if you're not terrified o
y. For a long moment, he just glared at me,
coldly. "And you l
rned on my heel
eep it together as we made our way to her car. Once
the tension-when I looked down and realized I was still clu
I couldn't hold it in any