Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 148 "Gary?"

Ryan's voice turned terrifyingly cold. "What are you standing there for? Take her to the hospital!"

Jessica was having a mental breakdown. Before she could say anything, Gary carried her straight into the elevator! He made sure all the way, not to let any blood drip on the ground.

I watched them leave, feeling like I could burn a hole through their backs. My chest continued to heave violently.

"Charlotte, let's wash our hands first, okay?"

Ryan seemed afraid to provoke me further, his tone gentle as if coaxing a child.

I looked at him and asked hesitantly, "Aren't you angry at me for hitting her?"

This wasn't Ryan's usual style.

He should have defended Jessica unequivocally, standing opposed to me. That would have been right.

He sighed, took my hand, led me to the restroom, turned on the faucet, checked the water temperature, then positioned me under the faucet, applied hand soap, and carefully washed my hands. "Doesn't your hand hurt after hitting her like that?"

I was slightly stunned, almost unable to believe he would say such a thing.

my head down, I watched his long and attractive fingers intertwining with

gave me a little sweetness, it was enough to

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an answer but washed my hands back and forth with soap several times, ensuring there was no possibility of blood contamination. Then he frowned at the redness and swelling

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mouth, then he led me to the sofis in the living room, took out antiinflammatory medicine from the medicine box, half- squatted in front of me, and patiently

bit confused. It

been that gentle and considerate

eventually have to return

the man who would soon be my ex-husband, and asked calmly, "How do you intend to

you want to do

want to her?" I

believe he could really be ruthless

up to you. I was planning to send her to Engria. If you think that's not a good idea,

smiled faintly, scrutinizing him "Ryan, she killed your child. Are you really so indifferent? Sending her abroad, how much money do