Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

'Jewelry?' I wondered.

I furrowed my brows slightly and raised my voice to ask Ryan, who had just gone into the bathroom, "Ryan, Jessica's here. I'll head down to take a look."

The next second, Ryan quickly walked out of the bathroom. His face was colder than ever. It was an expression that I had never seen.

"I'll go. It's none of your business, go wash up."

The man who had always been calm in front of me suddenly had a trace of emotion in his voice. He sounded annoyed and nervous at the same time.

A strange feeling arose in my heart. "I've already washed up. I was the one who squeezed the toothpaste on your toothbrush, have you forgotten?" "Alright, let's head downstairs together then. We can't keep the guest waiting."

I held his hand and walked down the stairs.

The staircase was in a spiral. When we were halfway down, I could see Jessica wearing a white dress and sitting elegantly on the sofa.

She also raised her head when she heard us coming down the stairs. When she saw mine and Ryan's hands, her hand trembled a little and she spilled some of the drink that she was drinking. "Ouch!" Jessica gasped due to how hot the drink was.

Ryan quickly released my hand and rushed down the stairs in a panic. He then took the cup from Jessica's hand. "I can't believe how stupid you are. Can't you even hold a cup properly?"

His voice was sharp and cold, but he still grabbed Jessica's hand and headed towards the sink to rinse the burn with cold water.

Jessica felt helpless and wanted to pull her hand back. "I'm fine. There's no need to make a fuss."

"Shut your mouth. Don't you know that a burn can still leave a scar if not treated properly?" Ryan scolded coldly but still wasn't letting go of Jessica's hand.

I stood on the stairs and looked at what was happening in a daze.

Memories came flooding back into my mind.

After we just got married, I found out that Ryan had a bad stomach, so I began learning how to cook.

We had Brenda in the house, but her cooking didn't suit his taste.

As a beginner, I would occasionally cut myself or burn myself.

One time, I accidentally knocked a pan over and the oil on it splashed onto my stomach. The oil stained my clothes and burned me quite badly.

When Ryan heard the noise, he just walked over and asked me as gently as ever, "Are you alright? You go take care of yourself and leave the rest to me." He was kind and caring, but also indifferent.

occasionally feel that something wasn't right, but I've had a crush on him

marry him

felt that he had an indifferent attitude towards most

thought I prepared some water with lemon for Ms.

somehow became blurred and my heart seemed to be squeezed by an invisible hand, which caused me to find it

from Jessica's hand, but was so worried about her that he

"Honey, the drink that Brenda prepared for

to hold back

"Why did gasp when you spilled cold water on your hand? Don't you think you're overreacting?" Jessica glanced at Ryan

finished speaking, she walked to the table, picked up a luxurious-looking gift box, and passed it to

smiled gently. "This is back where

gift box, opened it, and then dug my nails into the palm of my

of feelings

in

all my emotions. I wanted to smile,

was forcing Ryan to bring the necklace back. The necklace was now in

that he was trying to hide

don't like it, then just give it to anyone you want. It's not expensive anyway. I'll just get another present for you." "Okay." I pursed my

there, I couldn't tell why

that she really shouldn't keep the necklace, or was she trying to

my reaction, an expression appeared on Jessica's face, but it was too fast for anyone to

would cause a misunderstanding between the

the one who saw her

closed, I broke free from Ryan's arms. "I thought you said you bought

kissed me without reason and

domineering actions made me feel like he

into his arms. "She's divorced. I didn't want her to be too upset, so I got this present for her." I was taken aback. I finally understood what he meant by "Congratulations, you're reborn" in

but was still a

"You should know that her mother got into

had heard Brenda talk

giving birth to him. When he was five, his father, John Frost,

Ryan as

when the latter was

that was the reason, then I felt that everything