Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 85

He was taken aback. "How did you know?"

We were getting divorced so there was no point hiding anything. I said, "That day, I overheard you and Grandpa talking in the office. I heard you admit that you no longer have any feelings for me. Actually, this marriage may have been wrong from the beginning."

"No."

He almost urgently denied, furrowing his brow as he recalled, explaining, "My acknowledgment wasn't about that question. You misunderstood..."

I wasn't eager to argue, simply watching him quietly with a faint smile. "So, did you ever love me?"

Ryan was briefly stunned, perhaps finding this question particularly difficult. "Charlotte..."

"Don't explain. It would only make me look pitiful.”

I smiled lightly, seeming indifferent. "Have Gary send over the agreement I gave him. In the future, when you marry someone else, it wouldn't be appropriate for me to hold onto that share..."

He suddenly interjected forcefully, every word deliberate, 'I won't marry anyone else."

My eyelashes trembled. "Well... that's up to you. Anyway, it's not suitable for me to keep that share."

I admitted to myself that I wasn't that composed. After all, after loving someone for so many years, after divorce, it's not suitable to meet again. Let time erase all traces of the past, rather than repeatedly touching one's scars.

shares, he would probably make me restless. Since it's broken, don't leave any possibility

of having

lips pursed. "I only have five minutes lett.

it now." I gritted my teeth and decisively

matter what the problem was, there would

needed to be

counter, the staff member had already checked the other documents

the divorce registration

30 days to pick up the

feelings for each other. Other couples who divorce argue over money. You two are different, one wants

He has no

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and said soberly, "He's simply got

divorces, so I'm not mistaken. If you have feelings for each other, take advantage of the cooling-off period to think about

me suddenly spoke, "Can it be canceled

days, just come on

he pushed the

Civil Affairs Bureau gate again, I felt a vague sense of waking from a big

three years

the umbrella at the door, his voice as damp as the air, "I'll walk you to your