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.

I've had a crush on him for many years. Most of my diary was about

marry him

had an indifferent

thought I prepared some water with lemon for Ms. Jessica." Brenda's mumbling beside me pulled me back to

my heart seemed to be squeezed by

but was so worried about her that he forgot to determine the temperature of the

meaningful smile. "Honey, the drink that Brenda prepared for Jessica was water with lemon. It's a cold drink. She can't get burned. If you continue like this, you might need to

back

moment and then let go of Jessica's hands. He avoided my eyes and turned to Jessica. "Why did gasp when you spilled cold water on your hand? Don't you think you're overreacting?" Jessica glanced at Ryan and then looked at me with a gentle gaze. "He's always like

finished speaking, she walked to the table,

smiled gently. "This is back where it

it, and then dug my nails into the

feelings arose in

woman in the video?'

head again, I hid all my emotions. I wanted

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

I saw that he was trying to hide something in his

if you like it. If you 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 lips and decided to not embarrass him in front of

couldn't tell

keep the necklace,

on Jessica's face, but it was too fast for

smiled. "I was scared that this necklace would cause a misunderstanding between the two of you.

was the one who

you bought the necklace for Tom? Moreover, isn't Jessica married?

kissed me without reason and broke

made me feel like he

I was finding it difficult to breathe, he let go of me a little and caressed my head. "I lied." He pulled me into his arms. "She's divorced. I

pursed my lips, but was still

replied confidently. He cleared his throat and explained, "You should know that her mother

had heard Brenda

mother died giving birth to him. When he was five, his father, John Frost, married another woman.

but treated Ryan as if he was

was even willing to sacrifice herself to save Ryan when the latter was in

reason, then