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

I didn't believe in these things, but today my chest

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

heart skipped a

The ambulance

back

my nerves with his calm, strong voice, "Charlotte, don't panic. Don't

My head was buzzing.

car with the security guard, asked him to park it, and hailed a taxi

from the last time, I dared not drive in such

got out of

"Grandpa.'

+15 BONUS

I dared not run and could only hurry after

emergency room 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 the bed without moving a muscle, my vision

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

resuscitation room, with medical staff coming in

room door

passing second

I asked, "When I left, wasn't Grandpa fine? Why did he suddenly collapse?" Ryan's

"Who?"