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.

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

marry

that he had an

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

seemed to be squeezed by an invisible hand, which caused me to find

hand, but was so worried about her that

for Jessica was water with lemon. It's a cold drink. She can't get burned. If you continue like this, you might

hold back the sarcasm

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

the table, picked up a luxurious-looking gift

"This is back where it

box, opened it, and then dug my nails into the

feelings arose in

the woman in the video?'

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

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

to hide something in his eyes. He then reached out and

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 Jessica. Or should

a moment there, I couldn't tell

that she really shouldn't keep the necklace, or

expression appeared on Jessica's face, but it was too fast

scared that this necklace would cause a misunderstanding between the two of you. Looks like it hasn't. Well, I should

the one who

soon as the door closed, I broke free from Ryan's arms. "I thought you said you bought the necklace for Tom? Moreover, isn't Jessica married? Since when did she become one of Tom's

kissed me without reason and

made me feel like he was venting his

breathe, he 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 her to be too upset, so I got this present for her." I was taken aback. I finally understood what

was still a

and explained, "You should know that her mother got into that accident because of me.

Brenda talk about

was five, his

Ryan as if

Ryan when the latter was in

the reason, then I