Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M novel Chapter 501

Emma.

I am nervous. I am very nervous. My heart is racing and I can barely breathe. I clutch the steering wheel in a tight grip as I try to calm down the panic that was surging inside me.

If I am honest, then I’ll admit that I have been skeptical since talking to Ava. My words were a false bravado from a woman who, at the moment, had an unusual surge in confidence. After Ava left, that false bravado faded. The confidence I had dropped and I was left doubting the decision I had made.

I struggled with it, wondering if I was doing the right thing. I doubted the actions I wanted to take. I wasn’t sure if it would bear fruits or if I would be making things worse by pushing myself onto them.

Finally, I decided to hold off on my plans. It surprised me, honestly. I wasn’t like that before. I never doubted myself or my decisions. If I wanted something, I went after it, guns blazing.

Yesterday after I talked to Mia, it opened my eyes. She asked me if I was sure about making things right. I was sure. That is what I wanted. I couldn’t help but ask myself one question as I went home. If being in Gunner’s life was what I wanted, then why was I hesitating concerning the decision I had made?

I got home and the question kept ringing in my head like a broken record. The rest of the day, I thought about nothing else. Finally, before going to sleep, I decided to go through with the plan. This was the only way to get close to them. To get close to Gunner. He was what I wanted and I was planning to go after him, guns blazing.

Which brings me to now. When I got up in the morning, I called Ava and told her that I’d be coming in the afternoon. She was happy to hear. So glad that I hadn’t backed out from my original plan. She’d given me her new address and I was on my way there now.

I push down the panic that threatens to eat me alive. Taking a deep breathe, I loosen the grip I had on the steering wheel. I was driving and I needed to relax. The last thing I need is to get into an accident.

“Turn left, on the fifth avenue.” Siri’s the tense atmosphere inside my car.

Following her direction, I turn the wheel and get on to the avenue, driving at a slow pace as I try to get my emotions under wraps.

I continue following directions until I get to an exclusive community for the upper rich. I grew up around wealth, but I still get shocked when I come across evidence of wealth that is beyond my imagination.

Going at the required speed limit of ten, I follow Siri’s voice till it leads me to a black wrought iron gate.

“You have reached your destination.” Her voice says before turning off.

Rolling my window down, I press a button with a bell engraved on it, on the screen next to the gates.