Ex-husband’s Regret

"Have you forgotten how Charlotte and I lost our child? Ryan's eyes were as cold as ice and his tone was chillingly intimidating.

Jessica cried in complete despair, like a startled bunny. "It wasn't intentional... I didn't know she was pregnant! Ryan, you know, I was just so afraid of losing you that day, I lost my rationality! If I had known she was pregnant, I wouldn't have dared... Besides, I'm pregnant too! If I had known it would have such serious consequences, how could I... Would I abandon my own child?"

'So pretentious!' I exclaimed inwardly.

She must usually acted like this when she was alone with Ryan. She would act differently when Ryan's around.

I spoke coldly, "Who knows who the father of the child in your womb was, or if it was legitimate or not." Jessica's face visibly stiffened, pointing a trembling finger at me as if accused of a grave crime. Charlotte, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Enough." I took a deep breath. "I'm too lazy to argue with you about this. Since you're so eager to take care of him, then go ahead. It's the last night before you leave the country, take good care of him." With that said, I walked straight out of the ward.

As his former wife, I still had that much sense of responsibility.

Behind me, I heard some commotion, but I didn't bother to pay attention and headed straight for the elevator.

Just as I turned around the corner, a strong grip seized my arm. "Don't go."

The man's voice was deep and pleasant, stubborn and not to be trifled with.

I stiffened slightly. "Someone is already taking care of you."

"She's gone."

"Gone?" I was surprised.

Given Jessica's personality, she should have put on another tea ceremony performance to try and change Ryan's decision. How could she give up so easily?

Helpless, he said, "Whether she's gone or not, you'll know if you go and see for yourself."

"You know I don't have the habit of being a substitute for anyone."

With that, I tried to struggle.

Perhaps I had inadvertently tugged at his wound, causing him to grimace in pain. "Ouch... My wound seems to be bleeding again."

"Liar."

Even though I said that, I instinctively glanced at his back and indeed saw fresh blood oozing out.

Ryan looked at me. "Believe me now?"

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"Still going to move?"

What more could I say?

After all, this wound should have been mine. If he hadn't blocked it for me, that bullet would most likely have pierced my head.

Back in the ward, Gary quickly left.

Before leaving, when Ryan wasn't paying attention, he leaned close to me and said, "Didn't you see how miserable Jessica was crying just now? Mr. Frost didn't even spare her a glance. He's definitely determined to stand up for you this time."

Upon hearing this, my hand washing paused briefly, and I found myself... surprisingly not that happy.

That thing I had wanted for so long, yearned for so deeply, when suddenly obtained, perhaps the excitement had already passed.

I wasn't looking forward to it anymore.

Moreover, I couldn't help but feel that Jessica wouldn't just give up like this. Until the moment she boarded the plane, I couldn't completely believe it.

I smiled faintly. "Let's hope so."

Hopefully, he truly would stand up for his own child and reclaim a bit of justice.

I hope he wouldn't disappoint me again.