Ex-husband’s Regret

Perhaps the person I was waiting for would never come.

The girl was clever, smiling brightly as she asked, "Are you waiting for someone, Miss?"

"Yes"

"Your friend must be stuck in traffic, it's really jammed around the stadium right now."

Maybe sensing my disappointment, she walked over with a comforting smile, tilting her head slightly. "T wait with you."

"Aren't you going in?"

"I didn't get a ticket."

She shrugged, her mouth turning down in disappointment and helplessness.

I chuckled lightly. "Then stay with me."

He wasn't going to come. I wasn't waiting for him to come.

I was waiting for me to be totally disappointed.

Another whole hour passed, until the crowd in the square thinned out and people gradually dispersed. My hand holding the phone was almost numb from the cold.

The announcement came over the broadcast that entry was about to close.

"Charlotte."

A warm voice suddenly sounded from behind.

I turned around in pleasant surprise, seeing Jack in the same brown trench coat. I paused for a moment, then smiled. "Jack, what a coincidence."

He cocked his brows. "Indeed, a coincidence to meet again."

When she saw Jack, her The girl who had gone to the vending machine to buy drinks happened to return eyes lit up. She handed me a bottle of water and said, "Miss, your boyfriend is so handsome! He could totally be an idol"

I suddenly felt awkward, not knowing whether to explain or not.

Jack, in a way that didn't make me uncomfortable, clarified our relationship, "Ryan didn't make it?"

"He won't be coming."

"Then let's go in together?"

"You alone?" I wondered.

"Yeah."

"Sure."

Looking at Jack, I said, "Wait a sec."

Then I handed the spare ticket to the girl. "Hurry up and head inside."

"Huh?"

She stared at me in surprise and joy. Her eyes were filled with joy. She then said excitedly, "Thank you, Miss! How much do you want?"

"No need, I have an extra ticket."Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

It would be more useful if I gave it to someone who needed it.

Jack and I prepared to have our tickets checked together, but we noticed that the girl was still in the square, seemingly talking to her friend who also didn't have a ticket. "Charlotte, wait for me."

After Jack spoke, he strode over with long strides, as if he was handing the tickets to them.

I saw the two girls jumping excitedly in place.

I wish I was their age.

The problems were clear and would be easy to solve.

After we entered together through the ticket check, I realized that Jack had just exchanged tickets with them, and now our seats were next to each other.

I sat down, puzzled. "Why did you buy two tickets if you came alone?"

Jack lowered his eyes to look at me, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. "Because I was hoping two people would come."

"Huh?" I was confused, "Then why are you here alone?

Jack replied, "I don't currently have the status to invite her."

That explained it to me.

So it's unrequited love.

But I thought someone as excellent as Jack would have no shortage of young, beautiful girls around him.

I didn't expect him to also have unfulfilled desires.

Love is indeed fair, treating everyone equally.

Looking at Jack again, I felt a sense of shared suffering. "No wonder Tom joked before, saying that you were hurt by some girl. I thought he was kidding, it turns out it was true." His eyes darkened slightly, his gaze still fixed on me. "Indeed, it's true."