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."

emotions, on the way back,

twitching

in these things, but today my

about to enter the parking lot of the residential area, Ryan's call came

heart skipped a beat,

ambulance

come back right

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

My head was buzzing.

the car with the security guard, asked him

last time, I dared not

the hospital, just as I got out of the

"Grandpa.'

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child, I dared not run and could only hurry after

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

expression softened slightly. "Don't be afraid. Grandpa has been in good

taken into the resuscitation room, with

resuscitation room door

passing second became

Ryan, feeling somewhat powerless as I asked, "When I left, wasn't Grandpa fine? Why did he suddenly collapse?"

"Who?"