Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

Chapter 0122
I nod my head.
7 was always jealous of the bond you have with Noah. I still am* he confesses. I lift my head in shock.
“Really?”
I still can’t believe that Rowan was right now sitting on the bathroom floor with me. The Rowan I know
wouldn’t have cared at all, let alone wipe away my tears.
“Yeah” he answers
We stay in silence after that. I soon start feeling drowsy. I don’t know when I slept or how he carried me to my bed. The last thing
I felt before falling into deep sleep, was his lips on my forehead.
When I wake up, it’s midafternoon the next day. I find breakfast on my side table. Which was probably
cold.
I get out of bed and make an appointment with my gynecologist. I take a quick shower then get dressed. I
still felt tired and worn out.
I wasn’t hungry so I ignore the food. I didn’t know who brought it, but my guess is that it was Rowan.
I
Getting into my car, I fire it up and drive as slowly as I can. Trying to delay getting to the doctor’s office. I get there after almost
an hour since I left. Taking a deep breath, I get out and walk towards the private
clinic.
There are women inside with their husbands. It takes me back to when I was pregnant with Noah, Rowan
never accompanied me to any of my appointments. I was even shocked that he insisted to be with me in
the room when I was giving birth, given he showed little care for me and the baby I was expecting.

Pushing those away, I give the secretary my details and take a seat, while I wait for my name to be called.
“Ava Sharp” I’m finally called after about forty five minutes.
I stand up and walk to Dr. Raven’s office.
“Good to see you, Ava. So what can I do for you this fine afternoon?” she asks as she takes a seat.
“I was hoping to get an ultrasound. I took a pregnancy test yesterday and they were positive, but I just
wanted a confirmation”
I wring my hands. Completely nervous and nearing a heart attack,
1/2
“That can be arranged. Why don’t you lay on the bed, while I set up things?” she asks kindly and I nod
I get up on the bed and stare at the ceiling I tried calming my beating heart, but it was of no use.
Please pull your top
I do as she says, my hands shaking. She squirts the gel on my stomach and begins moving the wand
around.
“You’re definitely pregnant. Around three months along.” she says happily just as the sound of a steady
beating heart fills the room.
I blink back the tears and grip the hem of my top. She sounded happy as she delivered the news,
wasn’t.
Everything a
but I

that is a blur. She cleans me up and gives me instructions. Talking about diets and vitamins. I leave her office and pass by her
secretary’s desk. She gives me a date for my next
appointment and prints for me the images of the baby.
After everything is done, I leave like the hell hounds of hell were after me.
I was numb as I drove. I had held hope. Hope that the tests were false. It’s know to happen that they
aren’t accurate. I was hoping that it will be the same for my case.
Instead here I am. Driving, with the real proof that I was expecting Ethan’s baby laying in the backseat.
I drive for a while not sure where I am, until I finally park. I get out and robotically walk towards the cliff.
How can I be happy about this baby? I didn’t want him or her. I didn’t want a baby conceived out of deceit
and lies. A baby with the same man that tried his hardest to end my life.
How can I look at him or her and not feel any type of resentment? I wanted to forget my time with Ethan. This baby will make
sure I don’t. He or she will be a reminder of how his or her father betrayed me.