Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 20

1 never realized he was so vengeful. I could only follow behind him. reluctantly.

Before I could explain anything, William smiled and said, "I heard from Brenda that Charlotte has moved out?"

"Yes, Grandpa." I had no choice but to admit it. If Grandpa got angry, I would have to find a way to please him.

But Grandpa didn't look like he was going to lose his temper at all. Instead, he glared angrily at Ryan. "You can't even keep an

e on your

wife!"

"Come on, Grandpa. It was her decision to move out. What could I do?"

"If she moved out, don't you know to go after her?"

"You're just like your father, utterly crooked." Grandpa was exasperated.

got that from you, didn't

as if to throw it at Ryan, then set it down again. He hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'm hungry, let's

me food, and my plate was almost overflowing. "You should eat more, look at you, you've lost weight recently. You need to

Grandpa." I smiled warmly, feeling grateful. After my parents died, no one else would ever serve me like this. Although my aunt's family was well-off, my uncle and cousin always seemed to be eyeing my cutlery suspiciously at the dinner table. I was greedy, but at eight years old, I already knew to be mindful of others' reactions. Every time, my cutlery would land precisely on the vegetarian dishes. But now, seeing the abundance of food on my plate, I suddenly

he looked at me, he was mostly kind. "Silly

are

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back tears, and smiled. "It's just that you've been so good to me. It reminds me of

your parents. When will I get to meet them..." Ryan. looked at

Charlotte has made the right decision to divorce you! Before Ryan

"When..."

eight years old." I cut him off before he could finish. It wasn't to defend him in front of William, but to prevent him

stream down my face again. It wasn't entirely his fault. It was a marriage arranged by William, and he was only responsible for getting the marriage certificate. He didn't know about. my family situation, which was normal. That was how I

startled, and a hint of guilt

what? If you're truly sorry, take Charlotte to the

refuse, but Ryan spoke up solemnly,

looked at me. "Shall we go this afternoon?