Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M novel Chapter 459

“Shower is free,” I inform Gabriel when I step into the living room.

“I ordered, so feel free to start eating without me” he walks past me and into the bedroom.

It didn’t feel right to eat without him, and I wasn’t that hungry. Instead, I take my phone and just check my emails, going through what needed to be done tomorrow.

I didn’t have to wait long because less than ten minutes later, Gabriel was striding out of the bedroom with a worn-out t-shirt and some sweatpants.

“You didn’t start?” he questions with a raised eyebrow, eyeing the food.

“It didn’t feel right to eat without you when you are the one that ordered for us.”

He takes his seat, and begins uncovering the foods. After serving a small portion, I start eating. I was exhausted despite sleeping on the plane. I couldn’t stop envisioning the bed. I’d been reluctant to sleep in it with Gabriel, but now I couldn’t stop thinking about it. My body begged for sleep.

“So, have you ever been in love?” Gabriel's question catches me off guard.

I turn sharply, only to find his intense eyes on me. Swallowing, I will my mouth to work. This could only go two ways. I could either lie or tell the truth. I didn’t want to lie since he had been truthful when I had asked him the same question. So, the truth is.

“Yes,” I murmur, unable to meet his eyes.

“Your former husband?” there was something in his voice, but I chose to ignore it.

I take a deep breath, “You, actually.”

He’s shocked. Like really shocked. I guess he didn’t expect that.

“Fuck no! No, it’s not okay. I know what I felt like watching Ashley with that bastard, yet I put you through the same kind of pain every time I cheated on you.”

He was livid now. He seemed way beyond reason as his anger and dangerous energy filled the entire space between us.

“It was years ago, Gabriel,” I try again to tell him, but it’s like nothing I say is getting through to him.

His eyes pierce mine when he turns and holds my hand in his warm ones.

“I know it’s long overdue, but I’m so fucking sorry Harper. I’m sorry for cheating on you. I’m sorry for hurting you. I’m sorry for treating you like shit. I’m so fucking sorry for making your life miserable and unbearable. I’m sorry that I didn’t see the treasure I had all because I was lost and miserable in my own world. I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness, but I hope you accept it. I’m so sorry. More than you’ll ever know.”

I can’t stop the tears that fall down my face. Seeing the sincerity in his eyes just makes me cry harder because this is what I’ve always wanted. For him to acknowledge that he did me wrong and for him to apologize.