Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 61

Seeing the incoming call on my phone, I felt I was imagining things. After a moment's pause, I answered, Hello."

"Are you at home?"

He sounded like he was in a vast, empty space, his voice low and tinged with weariness.

I stood up and walked to the balcony, stretching my neck to relieve the stiffness, enduring the discomfort, and deliberately asked, "Hmm, are you still busy?" Thinking about it, Jessica had lost so much blood. How could he be at ease?

"I'm almost done."

For some reason, his voice cleared up a little. "The ticket is on the console by the entrance. Remember to take it when you leave."

Although it was expected, hearing it from him still left a bitter taste in my mouth. "You're not coming?"

"What are you talking about? Let's meet at the entrance of the stadium..." He chuckled softly.

But just as he was speaking, a weak yet desperate question interrupted him suddenly, "Ryan, who are you calling? Didn't you promise me..."

The voice abruptly stopped.

It wasn't Ryan who stopped her. The call was abruptly cut off.

Why did I feel like we were the ones having an affair and I was the mistress?

an endless bitterness surging up. My heart felt like it was tightly squeezed by an

why Ryan did this, or

and even went to work with me publicly, making everyone at the company aware of my identity, as if he

got her

what am I in your heart after

in my mind, the screen of my phone lit up

first if you don't see me before the

This was his answer.

again, he

message box, repeatedly reading that

Even breathing became painful.

allowed me to experience being abandoned multiple times now. Each time, it

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heart.

the message,

at

running back to him whenever he curled his

I didn't

said, one-third of my

I had tasted all

hard to let go of even

slouched on the sofa, lost in thought for a long time, until it was almost time, then got up to