Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 242

My eyelasher futtered lightly as I took a silent deep breath. "It's different."

Deciding to divorce doesn't mean tiranted something bad to happen to him.

Ryen sat on the bed, reaching out his long arm to pull me closer, looking up at me." How is & differen?"

His intense gaze left me flustered. "It's different in every way. If anyone got injured today, I would show concern."

"Anyone?" He casually repeated the question, his tone turning cold and harsh. "If it were Jack in trouble today, would you rush over just as quickly?"

"Yes "I didn't hesitate to respond, as if to prove something, I added, "Maybe even faster

Jack was a very dear friend to me

When a good friend was hurt, no one would remain indifferent.

The softness in Ryan's eyes suddenly vanished, replaced by a piercing gaze. "Would you also shamelessly stare at his upper body like you did just now?"

then. He had just finished changing bandages and hadn't put on his shirt yet. Apart from the gauze on his chest,

narrow waist, muscles clearly defined. They

been on his injuries,

creeping up my face but retorted defiantly, "Yes, is there

and said unreasonably, "I won't allow you to look at other men like that,

"Why not?*

each word distinctly, seeing my displeased expression soften, he softened his tone just

refuse. I picked up the shirt from the hospital bed and said

words, disappointment

he meant in e-threatening danger

A glance was ressig

no need to linger together,

down, temporarily removed the gauze hanging around his neck, and felt a sight stiffness at his

He hade fever

and nurses around,

him put on his shirt buttoning it up slowly then straightened up. "Alright, I'll