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."

mixed emotions, on the way back,

twitching

but today

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

skipped a

ambulance

come back right

his calm, strong voice, "Charlotte, don't panic.

My head was buzzing.

guard, asked him to park it, and hailed

last time, I dared not drive in such

got out of

"Grandpa.'

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dared not run and could only

and nurses who had been waiting rushed forward. The person they brought out from the ambulance was indeed Grandpa. Watching the eighty-year-old

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

was quickly taken into the resuscitation room, with medical staff coming in and

room

second became

leaned against the wall to keep from slipping to 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 face was as calm as water. "After you left, Grandpa called

"Who?"