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

scene on the street that

him to reach out and pull

he held her, roaring

my eight years of

He didn't love me.

front of him, he probably would have stepped over my body to rush to Jessica's

profound and earth-shattering

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it. "Charlotte, should we report this to

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

could have restrained Ryan.

to the police station? Setting aside whether Jessica's guilt could be established not, just based on Ryan's power, he could easily turn the tables on

was peace and

today made me increasingly feel that Grandpa's death

a bad end wouldn't be

was still a

scenes from the day flashing

night, my entire back was soaked

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

heart, making it sore and painful, so much so that I

day, I rallied my spirits to go

and whispered, "Don't touch cold water, don't overexert yourself, don't catch a cold

going to work today, but I really didn't want to delay any longer. The sooner I'm completely separated

it. Don't worry,"