Ex-husband’s Regret

It was Ryan!

Jack's dark eyes met his directly, one gentle as water, the other cold and stern.

Instantly, I felt a tense atmosphere, as if they were not childhood friends but two people standing completely opposed to each other. Upon careful recollection, I realized that since Jack returned from abroad, both he and Ryan seemed different from their days on campus. Ryan misunderstood my relationship with Jack, but what about Jack? What was his

reason?

However, this was their business after all, and I shouldn't pry too deeply.

Ryan strode over with his long legs, exuding a strong sense of oppression. He glanced at the coat draped over me with mockery. "So intimate.

"Not as much as you guys," I replied coldly without thinking.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Since yesterday's incident, every word he said and everything he did seemed to drain away the little remaining affection between us.

In my mind, countless times I thought, if he had pulled me away at that moment, perhaps I wouldn't have lost the child. But he didn't, even though my hand was within his reach. At that point, not hating him would only seem hypocritical.

Ryan's eyes darkened slightly, controlling his emotions as he spoke, almost condescendingly, "Stop causing a scene. Let's go home."

It seemed like him tolerating my temper was already a great act of kiraness.

Or perhaps he still believed I was the same as before, that with a wave of his hand and a few kind words, I would come running back to him like a little pet.

He was so sure.

So calm and composed.

But I was determined to shatter that. "Ryan, I'm not causing a scene. Between you and me, we're just one divorce certificate away from complete breakup. Just like the difference between you and Jessica is merely a marriage certificate!"

His face turned cold. "I've said it, the relationship between me and her is not what you think, and she poses no threat to you!"

I found it amusing. "Then what is your relationship? Just ordinary siblings, holding hands, kissing, sleeping together, sister clinging to brother and brother taking care of

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sister during miscarriage recovery?"

Ryan's face turned darker than ever, grinding his teeth as he asked, "Charlotte! Since when did you become so dirty-minded?"

"Then what about you two being alone? Were you sleeping together? Or studying some skills together?"

"Shut up!"

He grabbed my wrist, pulling me along. It hurt so much I gasped, but he seemed oblivious!

I had just had surgery yesterday, my stomach still ached, and I had several bruises. If it weren't to settle things cleanly with him sooner, plus Aunt Laura's accident, I wouldn't weren't to settle things cleanly w even have come out today.

He cherished Jessica so much, why didn't he think I would also feel pain?

"Ryan!"

Jack reached out to clamp his arm, lowering his gaze subtly, as if reminding him gently, Be gentle, she's injured.”

"I said, you don't have to bother.

Ryan stared at him, lips curled with sarcasm, I'll take her home now and let her rest properly!"

Just as I was about to refuse, a nurse rushed out of the elevator in a hurry, breathlese Mr. Frost, Miss Frost said she's bleeding again, and she insists on you coming back.

She refuses to take medicine otherwise."

Ryan's face became colder. I couldn't help but laugh, looking at him intentionally. "Let's go then. Since you want to take me home, I'll believe everything you've said if you leave with me now."

"If she won't take the medicine, you figure something out! Just make sure nothing happens to her!"

With these words, Ryan seemed genuinely afraid of hurting me. He softened his grip on me slightly and slowed his pace.

I looked at his figure in disbelief. Did he really choose me?

That couldn't be right.

Sure enough, before we even walked out of the hospital gate, the phone in his trousers. pocket started ringing incessantly.

It was a landline number.

Ryan frowned, answered, "Who is this?"

I thought it was a business call, but soon Ryan's expression turned helpless bit by bit." Alright, you're grown up. Can you stop crying? I'll come up now.

When he stopped and turned to look at me, I couldn't hide the mockery on my face and the anticipation I had long expected.

He let go of my hand. "Wait here for a few minutes. I'll be right back."

"Okay."

I withdrew my hand, smiling and nodding, watching him step into the elevator.

In the next moment, I shivered from the cold, tightened my coat collar, and looked at Jack. "Jack, let's go."

Jack was surprised. "Not waiting for Ryan?"

I smiled faintly. "He's not coming."

In fact, I knew he wouldn't come, which was why I deliberately made things difficult.

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I had grown accustomed, even numb, to such situations. I couldn't expect anything

anymore.

After waiting so many times, this time, I didn't want to wait anymore, and I wouldn't wait.

in the future.

As we walked out of the hospital gate, the cold air hit me. I sniffed. "Jack, I still need to go to my office to get something. I won't trouble you."

"It's okay. I don't have any work arrangements today." Jack chuckled softly. "With all these injuries on you, if I leave you here alone, Jane would have a go at me." "Alright."

On our way to the Frost Group, I couldn't help but ask, "Jack, how did you... know about my miscarriage?"

No one knew about it except me and Jane.

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