Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 86

"So afraid that I'll regret it?" His voice was muffled. "But I'm more afraid that you'll treat me like a stranger.

The surroundings were cold, but his embrace felt just as warm as it did in the past.

His words left me stunned.

By the time I collected my thoughts, he had already opened the car door for me. After I got in, he turned. away without looking back.

Through the rain curtain, I glimpsed his upright figure, soaked halfway through.

It felt like a thousand ants were gnawing at my heart, leaving it emptier and emptier.

So, this was how easy it was to end a marriage.

Just half an hour at the Civil Affairs Bureau, submitting documents, signing papers.

One month later, another visit, both parties were still in agreement, and we received our divorce

certificates.

And just like that, everything was cut off.

The days of sharing a bed and pillow, of mutual support, seemed like nothing more than a dream.

course, this all hinged on whether Ryan would

Jane's residence, Jane opened the door before I

lightly, pretending everything

silently as I entered, and changed my shoes. She cautiously asked, "Ryan messaged

of. We've applied for it. We'll pick

and asked, "Why did he message you?" She hesitated before replying,

might jump off a building?" I mocked myself. "Tell him not to overthink it. The

"No, it's not that."

like his words had some other meaning. What if he didn't really want a divorce? What if he's just appeasing you for now? After all, during

and

"No way.

things, But then again, considering the child in Jessica's belly, which would take months to arrive, wouldn't Ryan hesitate to withdraw within this month, even if it was for her sake? He had made his

into the bathroom. "I'm going to

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"Are you okay?"

want it a long time ago?"

"That's good."

helped me close the door. "Then take a good bath

"Okay."

a smile. As soon as the door closed, I sat on the toilet seat, suddenly feeling drained,

didn't want

had waited so long for

the divorce certificate yet, why did my heart feel like a big chunk had already been ripped out, leaving it hollow