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.

that something wasn't right, but I've had a crush on him for many years. Most of my

able to marry

felt that he had an indifferent attitude towards most

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

be squeezed by an invisible hand, which caused me

the cup from Jessica's hand, but was so worried about her that he forgot to determine the temperature

looked at them with a meaningful smile. "Honey, the drink that Brenda prepared for Jessica was

back the sarcasm but

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?"

as she finished speaking, she walked to the table, picked

gently. "This is back where

gift box, opened it, and then dug

mixture of feelings

woman in

I raised my head again, I hid all my emotions.

necklace back. The necklace was now

That was when I saw that he was trying to hide something in his eyes.

to anyone you want. It's not expensive anyway. I'll just get another present for you." "Okay." I pursed my

moment there, I couldn't tell why Jessica was

feel that she really shouldn't keep the

expression appeared on Jessica's face, but

this necklace would cause a misunderstanding between the two

was the one

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

kissed me without reason and broke me

actions made me feel like he was venting his

let go of me a little and caressed my head. "I lied." He pulled me into his arms. "She's divorced. I didn't want

but was still

know that her mother got into that accident because of me. I can't just leave

had heard Brenda talk

When he was five, his father, John Frost, married another woman. She

Ryan's stepmother, but treated Ryan as if he was her

the latter was in danger. This caused her

then I felt that everything made