Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 378

I had never seen him before. But I had heard Ryan speak with him on the phone twice. They seemed to have a life-and-death friendship, and Ryan trusted him and lan.

"Alright, do as you wish." I nodded thoughtfully. "We should go and get the divorce certificate the day after tomorrow. Please remember to arrange the

time."

His dark eyes flickered, and he gave a self-deprecating smile with a hint of bitterness. "Are you counting the days until you're done with me?"

"Something like that," I answered without hesitation.

Ryan's long lashes cast shadows over his eyes, and his thin lips were pressed into a straight line. "Fine, I'll do as you say."

"It's not about doing as I say." I corrected him. "Ryan, this is something we've already agreed on. There's no such thing as one side following the other."

He looked at me quietly, and after a short pause, he sighed. "Was I always like this in front of you?"

"Like what? Do you mean indifferent, perfunctory, or hypocritical?" I took a sip of coffee. "Don't worry. I'm not being hypocritical with you."

From the very beginning, I had envisioned a dignified conclusion. But now, the situation was far from the word "dignified."

Ryan's expression stiffened, and he stared at me blankly, hesitating. Eventually, he asked, "When did you stop wanting to like me at all?"

I was taken aback.

began flashing in my mind. They

don't know. Maybe it was very early on? Perhaps it was when you lied to me on our wedding anniversary that I stopped wanting to like

VIS BONUS

carefully, I couldn't even clarify whether i was

to set go of the version of

myser

desperately climbing out of a pit that had Drapped

forward, he elbows resting of his legs. He didn't look at me anymore, his voice hoarse and barely audible "During this

answered before he finished

into him, and I had

That was enough

thought he wouldn't say anything more. Finally, he took a deep breath and said, "The day after tomorrow

solemnly, looking at me with a lingering gaze. "Focus on your

have any reason or identity to come

as if I hadn't heard him. I continued drawing with my pen

at the Frost family's residence,

It was strange.

rarely made such

up the broken pieces, I quickly went upstairs, grabbed my phone, and tried to find the live broadcast I had seen on Ryan's phone

It was gone.