Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 88

Although I hadn't considered continuing this marriage with Ryan.

Hearing Grandpa's resolute defense, my heart warmed.

Ryan pursed his lips. "I have disappointed Charlotte, but I never intended to marry another."

you completely

"Never intended? If you never intended, why did Charlotte divorce you? Wasn't it because you broke her heart?" Grandpa didn't believe a single word.

Supporting himself on the edge of the ebony table, Ryan slowly stood up. "I truly never intended to. But I can't ignore Jessica either, especially since she's pregnant."

"You're quite the humanitarian!" Grandpa threw a teacup at him.

He didn't dodge it, taking the hit squarely on his forehead, which soon began to bleed. Despite this, his expression remained unchanged as he earnestly said, "I promised Aunt Wen that I would take care of her.

"What about Charlotte? There are strong rumors in the company that you brought Jessica closer, making everyone see Charlotte as the homewrecker. Do you think that's fair to her?"

"She... is much stronger and independent. She won't easily be influenced by others, much less care about baseless gossip."

I never expected to be praised by Ryan under these circumstances. His praise left a bitter taste in my

heart.

a greenhouse. Only through sheer effort did I grow into a resilient weed. Now, it seemed like this was becoming the reason he repeatedly

ever thought about how Charlotte grew up without parents, relying on her aunt's family? Do your know how much she was looked down upon? If she hadn't been strong and independent, who could she rely on?" Grandpa sighed, frustrated. "Do you think she could rely on you, relying

never talked to me about

not worthy of her talking about these things. Ask yourself with a

good husband for a single day?" Grandpa rebuked

found me a good wife,

not me you

Ryan's argument gradually

from Ryan echoed in

Ultimately, it tasted bittersweet.

one

the study door

on the door frame as he came out. I noticed that he seemed

few days, and his features were

posture was slightly bowed, and blood still trickled

"Your injury...

maintain a tough exterior, but seeing him

lightly. His gaze softened. "Concerned about

admitted openly. "If a dog in the yard were injured, I'd ask

also administer medicine to