Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 117

"Sorry, I found out by accident too," he apologized gently, then explained the reason. It all started when Jane posted on Twitter about my hospitalization due to a car accident. He asked for the ward number, planning to visit me today. However, when he arrived at the hospital today, he overheard the nurses chatting about me. Not only was I injured all over, but I also had a miscarriage and unbelievably got discharged the same day.

I pursed my lips slightly. "So you fought with him..."

"We were both upset," Jack said casually. He glossed over it lightly, then looked at me with gentle eyes. "And you, how have you been these days?"

"It's hard to say." I lowered my eyes. "When I used to love him, I looked forward to at happy marriage. Later, when I got pregnant, I hoped every day for the child to come into this world, to become my concern, my only family. But now..."

I smiled bitterly. "I don't even know what else is worth remembering."

Everything became meaningless. I placed my right hand on my abdomen. Here, there would never be a child calling me "Mom" anytime soon.

Jack suddenly became serious, parking the car by the roadside. He looked at me intently. "Charlotte, are you ill?",

I was taken aback for a moment, then realized. I shook my head. "No, I'm just feeling

emotional."

In just a few days, I had lost too much. Grandpa and my child. They were the most. important people to me.

But Jack was still worried. When we reached my office, after I came down from upstairs carrying a storage box, he helped me put things in the back seat and handed me a meal from the Meccor. "Grab a bite and I'll take you somewhere."

"Where to?" I asked.

clear. "You'll know when

me give

to the company and handed it to him, pointing to his cheekbones and the

he didn't say anything, I suspected the fight

his brows

cream and applied it

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wiping, he carefully put the medicine into the storage box in

"No problem."

me a lot. Doing this

Junk food was best for venting negative emotions. Hamburgers, fried chicken, french fries-but not

up the garbage, I found that the car was heading straight towards the outskirts of the city. However, compared to the noise in

against the window,

wet

of that child. What repeatedly troubled me was that, without

night was dark. The car entered a mountain road with

stopped the car at a scenic overlook. He stopped me when tried to get out. "Wait a

get out of

enough to cover me from head to toe. "It's cold at

got out of the car, I saw the sky full of stars! He leaned against the hood gracefully, somewhat relaxed. "Doesn't it remind you of the