Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 234

"He is Jessica's ex-husband." Ryan understood what I meant and explained softly, "This time, it's time for her to learn her lesson."

At his words, I understood.

Previously, due to my grandpa's dislike, Jessica had relied on

brazenness to attend family banquets at the Frost family's old mansion, so I had never met Jessica's ex-husband.

Now, treating her the way she treated others, even if it caused a scene, others would only think they were having a lover's spat.

I believed in the principle of not offending others unless provoked, but if she wished me dead, I wouldn't show mercy either. Seeing me lost in thought, Ryan rubbed my head gently. "Are you hurt?"

I shook my head. "No."

Thinking back to the scene in the room, I still felt a lingering fear, and my hands were trembling slightly.

Ryan's eyes darkened, and unexpectedly, I sensed a tinge of concern from him.

He patiently held me, gently rubbing my back, softly reassuring, "It's okay now. You're safe, I'm here."

After a while, I finally calmed down, feeling some strength returning to my body, and moved to a nearby seat.

Somewhat surprised, I spoke up, "You actually believed me."

I didn't expected that.

thought when that man threw out that misleading

again, just like he did before with

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"When have I not believed

*Jack"

"He's different "

cold after saying that, and he instructed the

me off at Jelaston Summit, surprisingly, he had no intention of leaving. Instead, he accompanied me upstairs

frowned. "Ryan, this is my

sighed helplessly. "I'll leave once

lowered my eyes and didn't refuse further, heading straight to the bathroom to take

kept replaying in my mind. Eventually, I shook my head vigorously to clear my

I was home.

No outsiders were here.

worried voice

Charlotte?"

and opened the bathroom door. "What's

"I

"I'm fine."

picked up the hairdryer and started

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effects of the drugs, combined with just having showered, even holding the hairdryer felt

a large hand suddenly fell on top of my head, took the hairdryer

my eyes. His voice was slightly raised over the noise of the dryer, "Is this