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.

a crush on him for

able to marry

I just felt that he had an indifferent

lemon for Ms. Jessica." Brenda's mumbling beside

vision somehow became blurred and my heart seemed to be squeezed by an

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

a deep breath, walked slowly down the stairs, and looked at them with a meaningful smile. "Honey, the drink that Brenda prepared for Jessica was water with lemon.

hold back the sarcasm

a 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

soon as she finished speaking, she walked to the table, picked up a luxurious-looking gift

"This is

then dug my nails into the palm of

feelings

the woman in

I hid all my

to bring the necklace back. The necklace was now in my hands,

That was when I saw that he was trying to hide something in his eyes. He then reached out and pulled me into his

just give it to anyone you want. It's not expensive anyway. I'll just get

a moment there, I couldn't tell

the necklace, or

reaction, an expression appeared on Jessica's face,

misunderstanding between the two of you. Looks like it hasn't.

one who saw her

"I thought you said you bought the

without reason and broke

actions made me feel like he was venting his

arms. "She's divorced. I didn't want her to be too upset, so

still a little suspicious. "Is that

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

heard Brenda talk

When he was five, his father, John

stepmother, but treated Ryan as if he was her

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

that was the reason, then I