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."

with mixed emotions, on the way back,

twitching

things, but today my

as the car was about to enter the parking lot of the residential

heart skipped a beat,

The ambulance is on

come back

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

My head was buzzing.

security guard, asked him to park it, and hailed a

I dared not drive

the hospital, just as I got out of the car, the ambulance whizzed past

"Grandpa.'

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considering the child, I dared not run and could only hurry after

out from the ambulance was indeed Grandpa. Watching the eighty-year-old man being moved to the bed without moving a muscle, my vision blurred

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

the resuscitation room, with medical staff

the resuscitation room door closed

second became

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

"Who?"