Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

On the day of our third wedding anniversary, Ryan Frost spent a ton of money to buy a necklace that I had liked for quite some time. Everyone said that he loved me to the bottom of his heart.

I was preparing a candlelight dinner whilst feeling overjoyed, but that was when I received a video.

In the video, Ryan Frost personally helped another girl put on the necklace. "Congratulations, you're reborn."

It seemed that today wasn't only the day of our wedding anniversary, it was also the day that his true love got her divorce.

I had never thought that such a thing would happen to me.

Even though the marriage between Ryan and me wasn't because the two of us fell in love with each other, he still pretended to dote on me in front of others.

I sat in front of the dining table, looking at the steak that had gone cold and the words at the top of the trending searches. "Ryan Frost Spending Millions to Please His Wife." I felt every single word of that sentence taunting me.

It was two o'clock in the morning when the black Maybach finally drove into the courtyard.

Through the French window, I could see a man getting out of the car. He was wearing a tailored dark blue suit, had a tall figure, and had an elegant temperament.

"How come you're still up?" Ryan was a little surprised when he turned on the lights and saw me sitting in the dining room.

I wanted to stand up, but sat back down due to the fact that my legs had gone numb. "I was waiting for you."

"Did you miss me?"

He smiled casually and walked over to pour himself a glass of water. He was a little surprised when he saw the untouched dinner on the table.

I played along and pretended not to know anything when I saw that he didn't want to tell me the truth. "Happy anniversary! Where's my present?"

"I'm sorry. I was too busy today. I forgot."

It took Ryan a while to realize that it was our wedding anniversary that day.

He reached out and wanted to pat my head, but I subconsciously avoided his hand.

I didn't know what his hand had touched that night, so I was a little disgusted.

My actions caused Ryan to be a little taken aback.

I pretended not to notice anything and looked at him with a smile. "Why are you still trying to lie to me? The necklace that I've wanted to buy for ages has already made it to the top of trending searches! Why don't you give it to me now?"

"Charlotte..." Ryan slowly pulled his hand back and said casually, "I bought that necklace for Tom."

about what Ryan was doing right now. He was using his best friend as

found it a little difficult to maintain the smile on my face. "Is

know he has a lot of

tone

under the light and suddenly felt that I

was the first he lied to me or did I had trusted

that anonymous video, I wouldn't doubt his explanation

that I wasn't saying anything, he tried to comfort me patiently. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have forgotten such an important date. I'll make it

just want that

still wanted to give

camera's angle. Therefore, I felt that their relationship might not be the same

I then gave him a puzzled look. "Is there something wrong? I think

I wasn't giving up on the necklace, he had no choice but to say, "I'll ask him about it tomorrow. I can't really take it off him if his girlfriend

dwell on this matter

asked Ryan as he tidied the dining table. His long and slender figures looked even more

"Yes, today is our

he stopped me

at him and

cheating on his wife be so

an affluent family, but he was really good at

However, he rarely cooked.

around a quarter of an hour to finish

delicious!" After taking a bite, I couldn't help but compliment his cooking. "Who did you learn cooking from? It's even more delicious than what most

of a daze when he heard my question. It seemed that he was lost in his memories. About 30 seconds later, he said softly, "During the two years abroad, I learned how to cook

a casual question so

the time I went upstairs and had a shower,

his arms. He then rubbed his chin against my neck. "Do

and his hot breath landed on my skin. All of that made me

he reached out a hand and slid

bed

time, I had no choice but to refuse to have sex with him.

any softer, just like

explore between my legs with his hand. His words made me feel embarrassed. "You're all

a stomach ache

my earlobe and pulled me

around and stared at him. "I had my

He remained calm and continued to ask, "I probably got it mixed up with something else. Is it serious? Do you need Brenda to go to the