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Gwen. The slap I gave him did nothing to hide my pain, anger, and resentment towards him. He was nothing but an asshole who thinks the whole world should be under his feet because he had money. Well, screw him and his money. “What the fuck did you just do, Gwen?” he growled, and I didn't bother backing out or showing any sign of being scared. “And I will do that again and again if you don't tell me that what you just said was a lie and a fucking prank, Henry,” I screamed. My hands went up to my hair, and I tugged at it… hard. I didn't bother considering how painful it was going to be. All I wanted at the moment was to hear Henry tell me that this was a joke. That him telling me I signed the termination of parental rights was a lie, and every other thing was a damn fucking lie. I don't care if he moves on with the divorce, hell, I would gladly divorce him a million times if I have my Jasmine by my side. “Tell me that what you've just said is one big lie! There's no way I woul
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Gwen. I left the kitchen after trying hard to calm myself which I failed woefully, the tears came pouring out when my daughter ran to meet me and ask if I was okay. I couldn't even speak to her all I could do was pick her up and make my way to her bedroom. The sweet flowery scent of her room welcomed us as we got in. I dropped her on her bed and made my way quickly to her wardrobe, I packed her things in like a mad person. I was glad Jasmine didn’t say or ask any question while I was packing, I concentrated on the packing, and in the blink of an eye, I was done. I arranged the bags in the corner of the room and after that took Jasmine and gave her a quick bath. Any second in this house felt like I was imprisoned in a cell, Henry was a fucking asshole who thinks he owns the world and every living thing in it must bow to him. I will leave with my child and I don't care what he is going to do, Jasmine is as much a child as much as she's his. I have the right to take her because I was
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Gwen. “Gwen!!” His voice reverberated in the living room, and my heart stopped beating. My breathing stopped as I counted from one to three. In my mind, I pray for Henry not to lash out at me. “Where do you think you're taking my child to Gwen?” He yelled. Slowly I turned and truly he was mad….no he looked super mad. I hugged Jasmine tighter for my comfort, she also held me close much to my relief. “I’m taking my child out from this home Henry,” I said trying to make my voice sound as firm as I could. Even though my inside was all shaky and mushy. He glared at me and my eyes connected with the phone that was still hanging on his hand. ‘Was he still on a call with his mistress?’ Feeling my gaze on the phone in his hand, he mumbled something I couldn’t hear before putting the phone down. After that, he made his way to me and I took conscious steps back. “You aren’t taking my daughter out of my house Gwen. This is her house and she belongs here!” I shook my head frantically. “
My Ex-Husband’s Regret Chapter Nineteen
Henry. I thought divorcing and taking Jasmine from Gwen would make me feel better. I’d thought seeing her beg and grovel under my feet would give me the satisfaction I haven’t had in years but why do I feel worse instead? Why do I feel like something is tugging at my heart over and over as I watch her beg for her child? I shouldn’t be doing this, this was her child. Someone she has catered to and nurtured for years now and now is taking it away from her. I tried to steel my heart and not let her crying and pleading sway me, if I wanted to do this then I must finish what I have started. Gwen had to suffer, she needed to know what I’ve gone through in the years of being with her. I have always felt like I’d been tied anytime I was with her, her presence suffocates me and I don’t it. “Please, Henry.” Her voice was barely heard. The tears were starting to fall out, and I could see how broken she looked with her eyes begging me to let them go. She held Jasmine tighter like she was
My Ex-Husband’s Regret Chapter Twenty
Gwen. While the men were dragging me out I d I’d not bother struggling or even call Henry for his intervention, and even when I was out of the mansion with my bags thrown at me like I was a slave being tossed out I didn’t call for Henry’s help again. I knew it was over, I knew any of that would be a waste of time. I knew calling and hoping on him would be like hoping for rain to fall when it’s winter. It sounds bizarre that the one person I could die for would do this to me. I still couldn’t believe it, it all still feels like a damn dream to me. I slumped on the ground beside the gate as I stared at the mansion in a daze. I still find it hard to believe that this was happening, that my child was no longer with me. Someone whom I have adored and loved my whole life was taken from me by someone whom I call my love. The love of my life, I snorted. What an irony!With my shoulders slumped and my dampened spirit, I rested my back on the iron gate not flinging when the hotness touche
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Gwen. The realization dawned on me that someone had taken my bag, taken the only source of living from me. In that bag I had the money I'd saved from those years I've been with Henry, I was thinking of starting something with it but now it has gotten stolen. My heart stopped beating for a while, I thought of the complications and discomfort this would cause me. With no money and no place to call home, I didn't think I was going to survive this. For a minute there I was glad herng didn't let me take Jasmine. What if I had brought her out and this happened? How was I going to cope with her when I didn’t have anything? As if the rain was mocking me it decided to pour more, carrying a heavy wind and I shuddered from the cold. I was sure that if I didn’t die from this cold then definitely I was going to die from hunger. My stomach wouldn’t stop rumbling even as the rain kept on falling, what am I going to do now?There is no way I would get food without paying or working for it, I need
My Ex-Husband’s Regret Chapter Twenty Two
There was no way I was telling my problems to a stranger—maybe not one but I wasn’t telling. “Come on, there’s no need to bottle up those feelings. Tell me and I promise it won’t hurt your pride in telling me.” He coerced. ….So remember when I said I wasn’t going to say a damn word to Mr Ryan over here, well I was lying. A few minutes after persuading me and my stomach making its hunger known, which was embarrassing, I was sitting in one of the restaurants around the area with Ryan standing in the small queue waiting for the food I ordered. My eyes roamed around the place and couldn’t help the smile that graced my lips with the homely design and warmth. Everything about this place was beautiful and they remind me of home. “Hope you aren’t that hungry Gwen?” Ryan’s voice transported me from my thoughts. He just had his way of stopping me from thinking about my sad and bitter life. I smiled, “I’m hungry but I’ll accept anything you could get.” I replied and his smile widened, show
My Ex-Husband’s Regret Chapter Twenty Three
Gwen. I still can’t believe that the man sitting before me was a lawyer. He didn’t look like one to me and even with him putting up that professional look he still didn’t. He looked more like those rich kid with handsome faces who didn’t have to work for their money. “Seriously, I don’t?” His question brought me back to reality. I shook my head negatively at his answer. He didn’t look like one end of the discussion. “Wow, all this while I thought I had this professional look on.” He mused as he rubbed his non-existent beard.That brought a little laugh from me, “Well Mr Ryan it seems like your thoughts weren’t accurate at all.” He nodded then he smiled, his earlier serious look was gone. “Okay, I guess you’re done with your lunch now?” I nod. “Then let me take you home.” He suggested and I froze. Home. Do I know the meaning of that? I have never had a home my whole life, though I had a family but I was never treated like I was in home. I felt more of an outcast than a family m
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