Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 243

Chapter 243

I furrowed my brows, grasping the main point and pressing on. "For me? Is this injury of his because of something related to me?" Gary scratched his head, "Well..."

I racked my brain but couldn't recall anything recent that could have caused trouble for Ryan. We had hardly interacted these days,

Seeing Gary hesitating, I decided to cut to the chase. "If you won't tell me, I'll just ask him directly."

"Don't..." Gary gave in frustratedly. "It's about the unfinished building incident on the outskirts of the city. Remember?"

"I remember." How could I forget being kidnapped for the first time in my life? But wasn't that resolved?

Gary sounded exasperated as he continued, "It was Zack Johnson, that bald guy. He pressured us to give him the land in the west of the city. Later, realizing he couldn't handle it, he came back to beg Mr. Frost, but insisted on taking 80% of the profits, which Mr. Frost didn't agree to."

"And then?"

"The night before last, he got desperate and tried to force Mr. Frost to agree by bringing him to his site. But his men acted like idiots and caused a serious car accident when they tried to stop Mr. Frost on the main road."

Hearing this, I couldn't help but feel a mixture of emotions. It really was because of

1. me.

the right moment, "Mrs. Frost, Mr. Frost doesn't like others meddling in his affairs, as you know. I'm just a rough man and can't take care of him

my hand, "I

had gotten into

was about to lie back on the bed, but winced due to the

didn't you call someone?" I approached and helped him

don't need anyone" he said lightb, pulling me closer in one motion, causing me to stumble, almost falling onto his wounds. There

straight, lips pursed. "I just realized

admit, I felt

him his life, and now he was seriously

slightly, his voice calm. "Don't listen to Gary's nonsense. It has

"If it has nothing to do with

would leave immediately, he grabbed my hand tightly. His pitch-black eyes stared at me unblinkingly as he spoke slowly,

I froze.

it didn't affect me would be a

had cared deeply for so many years, and

not be a ripple in

I dared not continue the conversation. I withdrew my hand, repositioned myself, and casually asked, "Do you want some fruit

a grip on my emotions, I would just take care of him quietly these days to

wouldn't owe

me, seeing through my inner turmoil. "Are