Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 92

Grandpa saw through me, and I nodded without hesitation. "Yes."

He raised his hand, gesturing for Albert to bring something over-a yellowed medical record.

As I took it and glanced at it, my heart felt like it was gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

Ryan's childhood.

Years spent with a psychologist...

I looked up awkwardly, completely unable to believe this.

That such a prodigy would be a regular visitor to the psychiatrist.

It made sense, though.

Born motherless, a father consumed by another woman, turning the household upside down, only doting on his stepdaughter. Psychological issues.

It was all too normal.

"Over these years, I've wondered whether to tell him or not."

Grandpa sighed, his eyes full of experience, "But someday, he will find out regardless. You can't hide it from him forever."

family's old mansion with mixed emotions, on the way back, my right eyelid

twitching

these things, but today

was about to enter the parking lot of

heart skipped a

ambulance

back

my words stuttering. On the other end, Ryan steadied my nerves with his calm, strong voice, "Charlotte, don't panic. Don't come back. Go directly to St. Heart

My head was buzzing.

guard, asked

from the last time, I dared not drive

as I got

"Grandpa.'

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considering the child, I dared not run

entrance, where doctors and nurses who had been waiting rushed forward. The person they brought out from the ambulance was indeed Grandpa. Watching the eighty-year-old man being moved to

closely behind. Seeing me, his grave expression softened slightly. "Don't be

was quickly taken into the resuscitation room, with medical staff

room door

second

powerless as I asked, "When I left, wasn't Grandpa fine? Why did he suddenly collapse?" Ryan's face was as calm as water. "After you left, Grandpa

"Who?"