Ex-husband’s Regret

Looking at his reaction, an indescribable sense of pleasure surged within me.

This pleasure drove me to speak even more,

I felt dizzy and my body seemed to burn, but my spirit was extremely exhilarated. I disregarded everything else, just wanting to vent my ang I was eager to do so without delay,

Facing his dark eyes, I smiled cruelly and spoke, "Yes, when I first found out, it was just five weeks. It was very tiny, so tiny it didn't even have a heartbeat yet. There were signs of a miscarriage. I had been having stomach pains during that time because I was pregnant."

Ryan looked at me in distress and lifted his lips slightly. "Why... didn't you tell me?"

"It was on our third wedding anniversary when I found out. I was so happy, so eager to share the news with you. I prepared a candlelit dinner at home for our anniversary, hiding the test results in the cake I baked myself, hoping to surprise you..."

"I didn't see any cake..."

"That day, you didn't care about me at all!" Tsmiled. "You went to be with Jessica instead, putting the necklace I had loved for so long around her neck. You forgot our anniversary and celebrated her divorce!"

"A few days later, I asked you to accompany me to the hospital for a follow-up, secretly wanting you to see the ultrasound report of the baby."Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

Seeing his crumbling expression, I spoke softly, "But when I woke up that morning, you had already gone to be with Jessica. You made me go to the hospital alone!"

"Oh, and the day of the medical check-up, I was going to tell you..."

"I'm sorry, I..."

"Don't apologize so quickly." I wiped away tears that had fallen without my noticing, blinked, and continued, "During the check-up, the doctor said the baby was developing well, already with arms and legs, a very healthy baby... But on the day Jessica pulled me into the accident, he turned into a pool of blood and left."

The more I spoke, the more I realized that only he could share my pain.

Watching him suffer seemed to relieve me!

I plunged the dagger deeper without restraint. "Actually, the child might have been saved. Did you know? But you ran past me, and despite my efforts, you didn't pull me back... Ryan, it was your choice to abandon him..."

"Stop! Please stop...*

Ryan suddenly begged, his normally cool demeanor cracking, moisture welling up in his eyes. He reached out as if to pull me into his embrace.

But these hands, just two minutes ago, were gripping another woman's neck. I shook my head, stepped back, and stabbed at his heart again and again, "I have to say it! Ryan, it's you and Jessica, you both killed my child..."

Suddenly, Ryan punched the wall, closed his eyes slowly, and his eyes trembled uncontrollably!

His face showed both grief and helplessness. After a long while, his broken voice filled the room, "Forgive me, please forgive me.....*

Repeatedly, like a child who had made a mistake, all he could say was this one sentence.

I shook my head. "It's not me you should ask forgiveness from. It's the child. But he can't answer you anymore."

In his dark and shiny eyes, only pain remained as he spoke hesitantly, "I didn't know...

I didn't know you were pregnant... If I had known, I would never have..."

I stared at him, speaking softly, "Unfortunately, there are no 'ifs"."