Chapter 0160 Thank you, my loveâ I force a smile on my face. âIâm going to prepare dinner. Finish up so you can take a shower Leaving the box of clothes, I head to the kitchen. I still wasnât sure what to do about the clothes. I didnât want anything from Rowan. If weâre being honest, this is the first Iâve ever gotten from the man.
Thinking of the clothes made me think of the scene at the changing room. I still donât know what the hell had gotten into him.
Something just wasnât right. He was behaving so unlike himself.
inst my stomach.
I hated the desire I saw in his eyes. I hated that I felt his hardened dick pressing against my Rowan has never found me attractive. Never looked at me like he wanted to eat me up, so what the hell has changed.
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1 swivel around at his voice. Staring at him in shock as he stood at the door to the kitchen.
âWhat are you doing here and how the hell did you get in?â I ask, feeling my early anger start rising up.
âNoah let me inâ he answers stepping forward.
I didnât want him in my house. I didnât want him in my life. He canât treat me like trash for nine years then all of a sudden have a change of heart. It doesnât F***ing work like that.
âGet out!â I snap in anger.
âAvaâ
âGet out of my F***ing house, Rowanâ
I try to hold it back, but the shit he put me through comes barreling back up. I donât see him now. My eyes are clouded by everything single hurtful action and word he ever did and said to me.
âListen to me, Avaâ
Like you listened every time I told you I was drunk and you didnât believe me? Or every time I begged your to give us a chance, but you wouldnât listen. Wouldnât give me the time of day!â I take a deep breath trying to calm down.
âIâve heard enough from you to last me a life time. I left you like youâve always F***ing wanted, why canât I you do the same for me? Havenât I already paid enough for loving you! What more do you want from me?â
Tears threaten to fall, but I hold them back. I wonât let him see me lose it.
Lodve ys thrown your love for Emma in my face. Sheâs here Rowan. You can have the love of your F***ing life and leave me the hell alone. Donât come to my appointments, donât take me shopping, and donât buy me clothes. Just ignore me like you always haveâ
I finish and collapse against the kitchen counter.
I see something flash in his eyes. Pain, regret, sorrow? I donât know and right now I donât care.
âAre you too fighting?â Noah asks, his voice cutting through the tense atmosphere.
His eyes are hard. His mouth compressed in a thin line.
âNo weâre notâ I sigh tiredly. âYour father was just leavingâ
oot into my my house I glare at Rowan. Giving him the silent command to leave. Hopefully he will never step foot again.
Noah nods and leaves. Rowan turns to leave, but then stops.
âIâm sorry Ava. So F***ing sorryâ his tone is hard. Almost like he was fighting his emotions.
âJust leave Rowan and take the clothes you bought with youâ
âNoâ
I resist the urge to stomp my foot at his stubbornness and throw a pan at his head.
âFine! Iâll just give them away to charityâ
âDo as you wish Ava. They are your clothesâ with that he walks out of the kitchen.
I hear murmurs and then a while later I hear the front door open and close. I breathe a sigh of relief now that Rowanâs suffocating presence was gone.
As I make dinner, I harden my heart. Buili