Ex-husband’s Regret

As the interior lights of the car came on, Ryan woke up almost instantly. His demeanor was tinged with annoyance from being disturbed. The next second, he turned his head and our eyes met.

"Is the concert over?" His expression suddenly softened, acting as if nothing had happened.

As if him spending two days and nights with Jessica was just my imagination.

I didn't want to pretend anymore. I was tired. "Ryan, I was there at the hospital yesterday. Ryan, I was probably standing about 10 meters away from you at that time, or maybe even closer."

"I saw with my own eyes how my husband was so distracted by another woman."

"I also heard you admitting in front of the nurse that you were her husband."

"So when you called me yesterday, I already knew you were lying to me."

I pulled the corner of my mouth and stared at him, speaking deliberately and slowly, "Oh, by the way, she's pregnant. You two are having a child, right?"

With each word I said, his face became darker and darker!

But the more I spoke, the more relieved I felt.

Seeing his face turn dark almost as if water was about to drip, I couldn't help but laugh, "Congratulations, you're going to be a father."

Suddenly, he leaned over, his long arm reaching out, and he forcibly pulled me into the car!

I had just reacted when Gary gave me an apologetic look and promptly closed the car door.

The two of them worked together seamlessly!

Ryan shackled my hand against the headrest. We were so close that I could almost touch the tip of his nose if I leaned forward. Yet, there was no hint of ambiguity, only anger.

"Let gol"

"No."

Ryan muttered softly, his imposing figure blocking my view, full of oppression. "First, I wasn't distracted because of her."

"Second, the situation was urgent, and I couldn't be bothered to explain to the nurse."

"Third, I didn't intend to lie to you or hide anything from you."

He pressed against my forehead, his pitch-black eyes seeming to want to peer into the depths of my heart, his voice slightly muffled. "I was just afraid that once you knew, you wouldn't want me anymore." My heart felt like it had been torn apart by something, a fine and dense pain was spreading.

He seemed very good at playing with people's hearts. Clearly, he was the one who wronged me, yet somehow he always managed to make me feel sorry for him.

Maybe in this relationship, I was a complete loser.

What was that saying again?

Whoever fell in love first would lose.

The car was cramped, and being confined by him put me at a disadvantage.

Even though he was the one explaining.

In my ear, his cold, deep voice continued, "Fourth, she is pregnant, that's true, but not with my child."

Before I could even breathe a sigh of relief...

He stared straight at me, his clear eyes were like whirlpools as if he wanted to suck me in. "Fifth, this is the most important point, remember it well."

I frowned in confusion, but he planted a dominant kiss on my forehead, his words leaving no room for argument, each one trembling in my heart.

"Take back your congratulations. I'm only going to be a father to the child you bear."Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

My fingernails suddenly dug deep into my palms, painful yet sobering

If he had said this before today, I might have been overjoyed, smashing that ultrasound scan against his forehead and saying, "Ryan, you're really going to be a father!" Maybe that was how things were in this world.

fate wo

Misfortunes happen, and fate would play tricks.

If the timing wasn't right, then nothing would be right. No matter how hard you try, no matter how deep the love, it would all be useless.

I suppressed my bitterness and glanced at his serious face provocatively. "Even if my child is not yours?"