Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 18

Even though there was a layer of fabric between us, my waist felt like it was burning. I was frozen, unable to move as if possessed by a ghost, but thankfully, my mind was clear. "We've been very clear about this. I don't want a third person involved in our marriage."

"I'm sorry." The man rested his head against my back, his voice muffled.

Would my heart soften? Of course, it would.

No one could just easily erase several years of feelings overnight. I really wanted to give him another chance. But everything that had happened recently kept coming back to me. Would I choose him or myself?

sighed. "Ryan, you always knew you were in the wrong, but you kept repeating the same mistakes. It's meaningless."

This time, I chose myself. I had chosen him for seven years, and that was enough.

Ryan remained silent for a long time, not saying a word.

"Let go, we've reached the end of the road." I had never imagined that I would say such cold-hearted words to Ryan.

What was unrequited love? It was a grand sacrificial offering to oneself. With just one glance or a beckoning finger from the other person, one would be happy and feel ecstatic for days. But who could have imagined that one day in the future, all I could think about was to leave.

but when I returned to the Lake Garden, I still felt a little absent-minded. Fortunately, I was experiencing morning sickness, and as soon as

time to dwell

was awakened by the

one knew I had moved. But

come into the house. It was likely that someone had got the wrong

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with the blanket, intending to continue sleeping, not wanting to be disturbed on a weekend morning. However, the person outside the door was patient, and the doorbell kept ringing consistently. In the end, I had to get up in a bad mood

Ryan's tall and erect figure blocked the doorway, his dark eyes were fixed

obvious?" I thought I had made myself

mask he used to hide his true feelings. Now,

a command that couldn't take no for an answer. His domineering and

wasn't buying it. "Don't you remember what we talked about

did we talk about?" He appeared calm and unbothered, without a hint of guilt. "I

quite sober last

don't know. I blacked

it's not important." I couldn't be bothered to say more and was about to

called. He