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Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

Chapter 451
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9:35 B oil 7B, (25) { Ex-Husband's Regret (8) °° Chapter 0451 “your actions and bad attitude got you fired. Don’t blame your damn mistakes on me.” “It’s you fault. If you hadn’t come here, none of these things would have happened.” I was to slow to respond, so when she launches at me and strikes, I'm taken by surprise.

I stumble before righting myself up.I was done. This bitch has gotten away with so many things, she won't get away with slapping.

Without thinking, I swivel my hand and punch her. We scream at the same time.

“Fuck, that hurts,” I curse.

“You punched me!” = C Aa = = ® E »

| J) +15 BONUS Since she didn’t expect me to punch her, she fell, holding her bleeding nose. Despite the pain in my hand, I got a sick satisfaction watching her bleeding and in pain.

“Harper!” Gabriel’s voice screams behind me, but I don’t take my eyes off Milly, just in case she decides to attack me again.

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Seconds later, her view is obstructed and all I can see is a broad chest, covered in white cotton.

“Are you okay? I'm sorry I didn’t get to you in time,” he says hurriedly. “I honestly didn’t think she’d come here after getting the dismissal email.” I tip my head and stare at him. His grey eyes were washed in worry and concern which warmed my heart.

Realizing the warm feelings, I shake my head trying to get rid of him.

| “I’m okay, I can take care of myself,” I whisper, holding my hand close to my chest. 4

J) +15 BONUS Who knew punching someone could be so painful? It’s only after Gabriel turns that I realize we had an audience. Milly with her fucking drama and love for attention. Of course, she would choose the cafeteria to attack me. What a fucking bitch.

| | “You didn’t get the fucking memo when I fired you?” Gabriel begins addressing Milly who had now stood up. “Instead, you had the audacity to show up and assault my wife at my company. Are dumb or just plain stupid?” His back is stiff, and his voice is chilling. I'm literally getting goosebumps from how scary his voice Is.

“She punched me!” Milly seriously didn’t know when to stop, did she? < “After you attacked her!” i»

(J) +15 BONUS I stand behind Gabriel, like a spectator watching a drama series. Gabriel was in his element, and I'm not ashamed to say that it is hot bearing witness to him being intimidating.

“call the guards!” he tells no one in particular, but everybody rushes to do his bidding.

Minutes later, two guards arrive.

“How the fuck did she get in?” They look at each other in question and surprise. Looks like Milly had given them the slip if they didn’t even know she was here.

“Get her out of my fucking sight, and if I ever see her here again, you’ll be fired,” Gabriel says in a commanding voice that does things to me. Things I’m not really ready to acknowledge or admit.

Milly screams and pleads as the guard grab her.

“0h, and Milly, expect a call from my

(# +15 BONUS lawyer. I'll be filing assault charges against you.” he informs her in a taut voice.

Her screams become louder, and she thrashes against the guards who start dragging her out of the room. Minutes after she’s gone, her screeches still echo.

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“Get back to what you were doing,” Gabriel orders in an authoritative voice, that has everyone rushes back to their lunches.

Taking my uninjured hand, he guides me back to the elevator. He doesn’t say a word as we get in, and we don’t speak as we ride the elevator back to the top floors.

We stop at Christopher’s desk.

“What would you like to eat?” he asks, his eyes roaming over my face.

“Anything is okay with me. I’m so hungry, I don’t care what it is as long as it's edible.”

The words slip from my lips before I can stop them. A warm fuzzy feeling engulfs me when his lips twist in a grin.

“Get her whatever it is you're getting me,” he tells him and then leads me to his office.

When the door closes behind us, he lets go of my hand and starts pacing.

“I'm so fucking sorry. I didn’t think she'd come to blame and attack you,” his voice is so full of remorse and I hate that he’s blaming himself.

He guides me to the sofa before standing up again.