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."

mansion with mixed emotions, on the

twitching

these things, but today my

parking lot of the residential area, Ryan's call

skipped

collapsed! The ambulance is on

back

struck 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. Go directly to St. Heart

My head was buzzing.

guard, asked

dared not drive in

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

"Grandpa.'

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run and could only hurry after

The person they brought out from the

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

the resuscitation room, with medical

the resuscitation room

second became

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

"Who?"