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.

head down, I watched his long and attractive fingers intertwining with mine and let out a

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living room, took out

bit confused. It seemed like

had always been that gentle and

eventually have

soon be my ex-husband, and asked calmly, "How do you intend to handle Jessica's

do you want to

do whatever I want to her?" I stared at his eyes, unblinking, and

he could really be ruthless

as she gets to live, everything else is up to you. I was planning to send her to

Sending her abroad, how much money do you plan to give