Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 47

"No, no." I tried to deny the fact that I was hungry. "I just came out for something."

"You mean that?" He pointed to a takeout bag on the dining table.

I rubbed my nose awkwardly after he had seen through my lie. "Didn't I tell the delivery guy not to ring the doorbell?"

"He didn't."

"Then how did

you know?"

"He knocked."

I choked, feeling embarrassed at the delivery guy's cleverness.

Walking over to open the bag, Ryan placed a bowl of steaming seafood soup in front of me. Grandpa said you didn't eat much at the banquet tonight, so he had the leftover seafood sent

over."

"So this soup..."

from me, his handsome face serious yet calm. "I took a shower first. Since you're not

he had made the soup after having a shower. This meant

the warmth of the soup fog my vision as I took a few bites. I was only able to calm myself down

don't have to do this,"

hesitant and I don't want to become the kind of person that I hate,' I thought. Suddenly, a hand reached out, pushing my hair behind my

care of each

like we were back in the old

still a gentle and

and penetrating dark eyes. "But only promised

this month..." His eyes darkened. "Let me take care of you as a

1/2

of me and

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pretended to be indifferent. I didn't know whether to accept his kindness or not. I felt sorry for both him and myself. Reason was

again, his voice slightly hoarse

reached the point where divorce is inevitable, nor have I

my fingertips turning white. When I looked up at

disappear as soon as she calls you. What does that make me? Am

I tried to control myself, I

surprised, then fell