Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 108

I paused for a moment, feeling an indescribable sadness welling up inside me.

The whole world knew that I loved him. There was no room left in my heart for anyone else, yet he always thought I loved someone else.

If it were in the past, I would have wished to take my heart out and show it to Ryan, saying, Look, it's filled with your name." But now I can't do that anymore.

Even if I were to take it out, I doubt I could find his name on it. All that remains was devastation.

On the way back to Jane's house, Jane looked at me with concern, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help asking, "Why didn't you tell him that you also had a miscarriage?" "It wouldn't make any difference."

I leaned against her shoulder, clutching my stomach, my voice feeble. "To exchange it for a moment of his change of heart, and then what?"

I had done such things too many times already. Trying again and again to reconcile, only to end up utterly ruined each time.

But this time, the cost was even heavier.

"Yeah..." Jane sighed deeply, holding back her tears, and said, "Let him be with the person who killed his child. When he finds out one day, let's see how he regrets it." "He might not regret it."

Thinking of how he had just questioned me with a cold face because of Jessica, I felt pitiful and pathetic.

What did it matter if he found out?

He would only choose Jessica's child over mine,

mea

the street that had taught me a profound

but when I needed him to reach

as he

eight years of love were

He didn't love me.

I had died in front of him, he probably would have stepped over my body to rush

profound and earth-shattering

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angry as she thought about it. "Charlotte, should we report this to

and looked at the bizarre street scene outside, "Tell me, in Jelaston. today, how many people can contend

around before, even after this happened, Grandpa could have restrained Ryan.

aside whether Jessica's guilt could be established not, just based on Ryan's power, he could easily turn the tables on me. Right

wanted was peace and distance

words Jessica said before she went crazy today made me increasingly feel that Grandpa's death was probably closely

meet a bad end wouldn't be just

still a long

night, I slept fitfully, scenes from the day flashing through my mind

night, my entire back was

he left, would he feel pain? He probably would. He was so small, barely even able to cry

was tightly squeezing my heart, making it sore and painful, so much so that I couldn't breathe. I curled up on

I rallied my spirits to go to the

whispered, "Don't touch cold water, don't

checked up on the postpartum care instructions all night. Originally, she didn't agree with me going to work today, but I really didn't want to delay any longer. The

Don't worry,"