Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 219

Upon hearing this, Jane not only wasn't disappointed but gossiped eagerly, "Are you going with Frank who lives across from you?"

"How did you know?"

"Who else around you do I not know? Besides me, there's Jack and Ryan. You wouldn't bother with Ryan, and if it were Jack, you'd have told me directly. By process of elimination, it had to be Frank." My gaze fell on the distant high-rise buildings flashing neon lights, and I chuckled softly. "Alright, alright. Nothing escapes your eyes."

After chatting aimlessly with her for a while longer, I hung up and turned around to see the man who was already awake.

I put away my phone, suppressed my smile, and said calmly, "Since you're awake, you should go back.

His dark eyes stared at me. "Are you trying to avoid me now?"

"No." I shook my head and walked into the living room. "I just want to avoid trouble for myself."

As everyone perceived, as someone without parents and without anyone to rely on, where would I get the qualification to confront them head-on, be it the Frost family or the Shaw family. Since I couldn't afford to offend them, I decided to avoid them.

Ryan frowned. "Did Jessica come looking for you again?"

let's stop making things difficult for each other. Let's get the divorce certificate as

his sunny path, and I cross

he ignored it, calmly changing the subject, "Why do you suddenly want to sell the house? Is something

to do

in things. What was the point? Ryan massaged his temples and asked, "Then how much money do you need? Will the money from selling the house be enough?" This question was

"Between us, there's no need

cutting me off. "Does divorce mean we'll never

deep with the effects of alcohol, as

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my senses, I lowered my head. "At the very financially, everything should be clear. Besides what's in the divorce agreement, I don't want anything else, including shares. Once the divorce process is over, I'll

myself sound casual. "For you,

way

could I live my life

desperately would now be the subject of my only expectation-to

not think about anything