Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 51

"That's even less likely."

Unless one day he learned the truth about his mother's death, maybe his attitude towards Jessica would change slightly. But before that, things would be difficult.

Speaking of which, I couldn't understand why Grandpa didn't tell Ryan. I would have to visit the Frost family's residence one day and ask.

As we finished eating, I returned to the main topic. "By the way, Jane, did you manage to get tickets for the concert?"

Jane had more connections within the company. When it came to finalizing the concert plans, I had to ask her to help me get tickets.

Jane gestured to the ceiling and complained, "I don't know what's going on with the tickets this time. Only the President's office has them, and they only have one per person." "Only the President's office?"

"Yeah, if you really want them, why not take advantage of Ryan while he's wanting to please you? Ask him, he'll surely provide as many as you need."

"I think I'll pass."

It was better for me and Ryan to keep our distance as much as possible. However, I was the only one who had such a thought.

Just as I returned to my office, Ryan called. I walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window and answered. The voice on the other end of the line was attractive and pleasant. "Do you have time Saturday night to go to the concert together?"

"Do you have extra tickets?"

for them, but since they were offered, I had to try to get

"Yes."

bring two over for me?" Nancy wanted to bring a friend along, so she needed

Gary bring them

"Okay."

"What about you?"

"What?"

answered your questions. You haven't answered

his words, I softened

unrequited love, I often listened to Eason's songs over and over again. Now, attending this concert with

+15 BONUS

long love affair.

with Ryan wasn't as comfortable as it had been in our honeymoon phase. Reuniting after breaking up was never

was busy with work, often coming and going at odd hours. By the time he left, I was still asleep, and by the time

I woke up in the middle of the night to go to

I saw Gary, struggling to support

drooping, with a hint of haziness, but his facial contours were

what he looked like when he

opened the door. "Have you

dislike the smell of alcohol lately and rarely drank at

the moment. "He only had a drink