Ex-husband’s Regret

We were already getting a divorce. I didn't want to owe Ryan any favors!

Moreover, this debt belonged to Bob. There was no way I would pay for such a person.

"Of course, I know exactly who he is and what his status is."

The person with the hoarse voice pursed his lips, pressed the dial button, and turned on the loudspeaker. We don't want to offend him either. If you really have nothing to do with him anymore, I'm not stupid enough to create trouble for myself."

Listening to the beeping sound from the phone, my began to race.

Should I ask him to save me, or should I distance myself?

Those two thoughts battled in my mind, but the moment the call connected, Ryan gave me the answer.

The voice that first came through was Jessica's.

"Who's calling? Why are you calling so late..."

My nails dug deep into my palms. It hurt. "It's me, Charlotte. Where's Ryan?"

He said he was just going to sign some documents

Now, somehow, his phone ended up in Jessica's hands.

Jessica hesitated for a moment, then smiled warmly, her tone tinged with pride as she said softly, "Oh, him? He didn't know it takes a month after a miscarriage for a woman's period to come. He thought mine was coming soon, so he ran out to buy me some tampons. He forgot to take his phone. What's the matter?

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Those three words felt like a blow to my head.

Three years of marriage, he never remembered my menstrual cycle, let alone buying me such personal

items.

In a daze, the words he said on our third anniversary night suddenly rushed into my mind.

"Your period is coming soon..."

"Oh, I must have made a mistake."

Only now did I realize that he didn't make any mistakes. He had always remembered Jessica's!

It was truly ironic,

My heart felt like it was gripped tightly by an invisible hand, throbbing with dense pain, "Oh, I just to ask him if next month is okay to get the divorce certificate?"

"Of course!" She spoke loudly and decisively, "Ryan can't wait to cut ties with you!"

I lifted my gaze to the person with the hoarse voice and asked calmly, "Did you hear that?"

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He scowled fiercely, snatched back the phone. Jessica continued to rant on the other end of the line," What do you mean by that? Charlotte, I advise you not to call again in the future, let alone change your number and harass me!"

The person with the hoarse voice suddenly kicked the front seat hard, then dialed another number. I vaguely glanced at the contact name. "Harry."

"Sir, this woman is just Ryan's ex-wife! We went through all the trouble for nothing. What now?"

I didn't know what was said on the other end of the line, but he hung up immediately.

The middle-aged man driving asked, "What did he say?"

"Harry said to take her back and figure it out. Since she has nothing to do with Ryan anymore, it's easier to deal with her, no need to cause unnecessary trouble."

I suddenly felt utterly defeated.

My phone in my pocket had somehow run out of battery, and under their watchful eyes, I couldn't make any sneaky moves.

All could do was endure. Less than 10 minutes later, the car finally stopped in front of a half-finished building.

The person with the hoarse voice grabbed the back of my collar, dragged me out of the car, and shoved me directly into the semi-opened roller shutter of the unfinished building. With force, I stumbled forward, my feet bound together, falling unexpectedly onto a pile of abandoned sand.

Raising my head again, I saw Bob and several heavily tattooed men sitting together, eating braised peanuts and drinking white liquor.

The smell of alcohol was overpowering.

Outside the unfinished building, several black cars were parked, indicating there were quite a few of them.

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