My Ex Boyfriend Begs For A Second Chance

Evara's POV

When I hung up, a trail of messages entered my phone but instead of explaining the scene, Edward scolded me.

[Evara, what do you teach Julia? She even called her own father a cheater?]

[If you want attention, act your own drama. Don't drag my matter into this mess.]

[Do you think that you can gain my sympathy by doing this? Give up on your childish act!]

“So I'm childish now!” I chuckled when a drop of tear ran down from my eyes.

His irritation was visible on the chat and I finally wrote the last sentence, [Since you know that Julia is learning bad from me, you chose to replace me?]

After that I blocked his number. Taking out all our things, both of us left the lavish villa which was decorated by us according to our choice. We did the interior design for four years but all the time we just lived under Edward's shadow and even when he was with us, we could never stay together. He was always busy looking after his work and Arina. Sometimes, he even prioritised Arina more than his work. In every small matter, he left as soon as he heard the name of Arina. I couldn't even remember when we had dinner together. While packing the suitcase, I discovered our wedding album, I tossed it into the trash can after flipping some pages. Since everything turned out like that, I didn't want him anymore.

“Edward, do whatever you want now, but we could never be the same anymore.” I sighed, mumbling the fact.

“Julia, do you want to leave with me or stay with your dad?” I didn't want to drag Julia into our own conflict. Even if she was small, she should have her own opinion.

“I will follow mummy.” Her voice was dim, “I didn't want that bad aunty.”

“Okay.” I kissed her forehead.

Julia and I got out of the villa and hailed a cab before leaving. I looked back once leaving all the memories here.

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When I entered my old apartment, I felt foreign with the small space, but it was peaceful though a dagger stabbed on my heart. I bought this apartment with the money I saved during college when I worked on several part time jobs. Growing up, I always heard how my mother had to hear that she didn't have her own house and had nowhere to go. So when I turned older, I felt the urge to have my own house, a peaceful and cosy home. But now, the cosiness in my heart was nothing but a volcano who growled for her regrets.

When I was lamenting in my mind, Julia was an adaptable kid and she adjusted with me steadily.

Buzzing sound of the phone made me irritated, I thought that Edward sent me something again but to my surprise, it was Christopher this time.

[Evara, I heard what happened. Don't get Eddie wrong. He had to do this.]

“Had to do this! My ass!” I grumbled, flinging the phone, I wrote a quick message,

[Christ, tell your Eddie to fuck himself.]

I set the phone airplane mode to avoid those nuisances that bother me.

Looking at the apartment, I regretted everything. I wasted my youth for a person who was always devoted to her ex. At night, my phone rang. I thought Christopher called me again but this time it was Edward. I rejected the call several times but his persistent calling disturbed Julia’s sleep whose eyes were swollen from crying. I went to the balcony and picked up the call.

“What do you want now?” My tone was flat and cold.

“Eva, can you not be so petty?” Edward’s grumpy words churned my stomach, “I saw those post, you know how playful Arina is. Don't take it to heart.”

Edward asked me not to be jealous about the post and he said it was nothing wrong. He even convinced me that Arina was innocent and didn't think it through before hugging him even though he was startled. It was all a misunderstanding. Everytime I listen to him, my grip on the phone tightens, making it almost crack.

“Everything was a misunderstanding right?” I laughed, mocking their lame excuses, “Then Mr Edward Rosie, how are you planning to explain the fact that you spend nights with her?”

“Do you have to put it like that?” his tone was narrowed, “Arina fainted after we are back from the cemetery. How can I leave her alone? What if something happened? That's why I stayed with her.”

“Evara, grow up. You are thirty now, can you not be so childish?”

“Yes, I am childish!” I scoffed, “Go to hell with your dear Arina!”

I hung up the call while the ‘childish' word still lingered in my head. It happened every time Arina called him. Be it for the ambassador of a luxury brand contract or the short circuit in her house and ditching everything Edward rushed to her saying that in this she was all alone and it was his duty as a friend to take care of her.

He gave the same dialogue each time.

Slipping the coat on his body, Edward's gaze was worried whenever he heard the name Arina, “Evara, she needs me.” And he left.

Everytime we planned for a family outing or a vacation, it was always disrupted by Arina and ditching everything Edward just made up for us later. He thought that we were stupid and wouldn't notice the maze, but I let it go for my daughter's sake and for our love. But since he dared to spend the night with her, cheating me, I wouldn't let it slide. Even if Edward was a caring husband and responsible father, in his mind, he could never forget the woman and was always devoted to Arina. It was time for me to accept that.