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."

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

twitching

in these things, but today my chest

enter the parking

skipped

ambulance is on its

back

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

My head was buzzing.

up, I left the car with the security guard, asked him to park it, and hailed a

I dared not drive in such a

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

"Grandpa.'

+15 BONUS

the child, I dared not run and could only hurry

out from the ambulance was indeed Grandpa. Watching the eighty-year-old man being moved to the

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

was quickly taken into the resuscitation room, with medical staff

room

second became

I asked, "When I left, wasn't Grandpa fine? Why did he

"Who?"