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?"

me then. He had just finished changing bandages and hadn't put on his shirt yet. Apart from

clearly defined. They were

had been on his injuries, and I

flush creeping up my face but

He stubbornly pulled me closer and said unreasonably, "I

"Why not?*

I am still your husband." Ryan said each word distinctly, seeing my displeased expression soften, he

the hospital bed and said softly, "Listen to the

words, disappointment flickering in his eyes

meant in

A glance was ressig

no need to

hanging around his neck, and felt a sight stiffness at his unusual

He hade fever

with doctors and nurses around, it wasn't my

his shirt