Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 144

"Is it not her? Could it be me?" I met his gaze without flinching, asking each word deliberately.

To say that I had no expectations would be a lie. I could deceive anyone, but I couldn't deceive my own heart. I still hadn't let go.

Even though I knew perfectly well that there was no possibility for us to continue, I still hoped that over these years, he had liked me even for a brief, fleeting moment. Eight years. How many of those would I get in a life time?

His dark eyes were like whirlpools, as if trying to pull me in. His voice carried a mesmerizing power, "If I said yes, would we not get divorced then? How about it?"

I froze, then froze again, for a long time, looking at him as soberly as I could, shaking my head.

"Ryan, even if you liked me at some point, it would only prove that all these years weren't entirely about me loving you. I might have been slightly more willing. But this... isn't a reason for us to continue."

"All these years?"

"Yes, all these years."

bare this relationship completely, without hiding anymore. I smiled. "Eight years, Ryan. I've liked you since university.

loud might leave no room for regrets

I liked him. It wasn't

"How could it..."

and suspicious, "In university, weren't

took a deep breath, covering up the bitterness in my heart. "Who told you that? Or do you think any

But..."

me a happy eighth anniversary not long

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day, when I woke up in the school hospital and saw you, I liked you Thank

"You"

avoided my gaze, swayed slightly, throat tightening, "Y like

reason, I seemed to see panic in

that you had long forgotten, but to me back then, they