Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 262

Chapter 262

Jane ran barefoot to open the door. When she saw who it was, she was taken aback. "Jack, you... came to see Charlotte?"

"Yes."

Jack smiled gently, stepped inside, and while changing into slippers, glanced at me. "How are you feeling today? Still in pain?”

Although it had only been one night, seeing him again now made me feel a bit embarrassed.

The person who helped me was him.

Noticing my dazed expression, Jack came over and chuckled, "What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing."

I gathered my thoughts, hurriedly shook my head, and answered his earlier question, "I'm feeling much better, not as painful as yesterday."

"That's good."

He placed a bag on the coffee table, "I got some scar cream for you from the hospital. Your injuries are quite serious. Although they're not on your face, they still can't be neglected. You'll still need to prevent yourself from getting scarred."

Perhaps knowing the situation, I felt a bit guilty and very grateful, and I was particularly obedient, "Okay, I'll use it when I change the bandages tonight. There's no rush"

down jacket and explained with a gentle smile," Scar cream should be used once the wounds start to heal."

Jane was about to close the door, the takeaway arrived. She carried it into the kitchen, "Leave dinner to me tonight.

was the simplest,

skills to be

Jack and I had no

sound of cutlery clinking could be heard. Jack looked at me sideways, his gaze slightly fixed,

didn't deny

eight whole years, because of mistaken kindness, I ended up loving

was worth crying

mistake, I might not have developed such deep feelings for

epitome of elegance and nobility, but I would never dare to see him as my own light

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most, I would have liked him in secret, and then moved

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comfort me. "Matters of the heart require fate. You were supposed to divorce anyway. Now that he's announced his

I suddenly interrupted him, gazing at his gentle, soft features, holding back but eventually asking,"

He frowned slightly. "What?"

it was you who helped

and softly asked, "Why...

gently wiping the tears from my face. "I was afraid it would make you sad, just