All Chapters of Ex-husband’s Regret: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Jane quickly glanced at me, a hint of ambiguity almost overflowing. I felt puzzled, but seeing Jack's calm demeanor, I was sure it wasn't what Jane was implying.Moreover, Jack had someone he liked, for over 20 years. How could he possibly have any feelings for someone like me who had just divorced?Jack refilled my drink. "No rush to decide, take your time.""Okay." I still felt a bit overwhelmed inside. After all, it was a brand I had admired for so many years, suddenly within reach, it felt like a dream.After dinner, Jane used the excuse of another appointment to ask Jack to drive me home. In the car, I said helplessly, "I'm bothering you again.""What bother? I'm just being soft-hearted and lending a hand." Jack teased with a smile.I chuckled softly. "You didn't even let me pay for the meal, th...".Before I finished, he pretended to answer a phone call and went to pay the bill.His long, slender fingers rested on the steering wheel, exuding a natural elegance. His gaze

"Is it not her? Could it be me?" I met his gaze without flinching, asking each word deliberately.To say that I had no expectations would be a lie. I could deceive anyone, but I couldn't deceive my own heart. I still hadn't let go.Even though I knew perfectly well that there was no possibility for us to continue, I still hoped that over these years, he had liked me even for a brief, fleeting moment.Eight years. How many of those would I get in a life time?His dark eyes were like whirlpools, as if trying to pull me in. His voice carried a mesmerizing power, "If I said yes, would we not get divorced then? How about it?"I froze, then froze again, for a long time, looking at him as soberly as I could, shaking my head."Ryan, even if you liked me at some point, it would only prove that all these years weren't entirely about me loving you. I might have been slightly more willing. But this... isn't a reason for us to continue.""All these years?""Yes, all these years."Suddenly,

"What are you so proud of?!"She was so angry that her chest heaved up and down rapidly, her eyes bursting with a vicious light. "Charlotte, you forced me. You told him to kick me out of the country, didn't you? When the day the position of Mrs. Frost into my hands, I'll make sure that you get the hell out of Jelaston!""Drive you out of the country?"I was somewhat surprised.I thought, Ryan despite the promise, would just decide to not marry Jessica. I didn’t expect him to completely get rid of her."Stop pretending! Ryan is so good to me, if not because of you, how could he be so heartless! I'm telling you, I'm not going to leave the country, so just give up!""You go talk to him. I’m not the one who wants to send you abroad."After saying that, I was about to pour a glass of water to drink, when I heard Jessica's gloomy voice ring out."I caused the death of your child, you especially hate me, right?"Jessica suddenly laughed, her eyes full of malice.My heart felt like i

"Gary?"Ryan's voice turned terrifyingly cold. "What are you standing there for? Take her to the hospital!"Jessica was having a mental breakdown. Before she could say anything, Gary carried her straight into the elevator!He made sure all the way, not to let any blood drip on the ground.I watched them leave, feeling like I could burn a hole through their backs. My chest continued to heave violently."Charlotte, let's wash our hands first, okay?"Ryan seemed afraid to provoke me further, his tone gentle as if coaxing a child.I looked at him and asked hesitantly, "Aren't you angry at me for hitting her?"This wasn't Ryan's usual style.He should have defended Jessica unequivocally, standing opposed to me. That would have been right.He sighed, took my hand, led me to the restroom, turned on the faucet, checked the water temperature, then positioned me under the faucet, applied hand soap, and carefully washed my hands."Doesn't your hand hurt after hitting her like that?"I

The moment I asked this question, my heart skipped a beat again. Because I had always believed that Grandpa's death was related to Jessica, but there had been no evidence.Fortunately, Albert immediately replied, "Yes, although the fingerprint was small, after comparison, it is indeed hers.""So it really was her..."Upon receiving this answer, I felt no joy, only more sorrow for Grandpa. If... if Grandpa hadn't met Jessica that day, would he still be waving kindly to me now, calling me ‘Charlotte’?Albert was also furious. "Although the Mr. William never fully accepted her, he never mistreated her either. Yet she actually resorted to such methods.""Yeah." I pondered over it, "Albert, there's one thing I still can't figure out. When Grandpa hit Ryan that day, he didn't get so angry as to fall ill. What did she say to Grandpa to make him so furious?"First she angered Grandpa, causing him to fall ill, then she prevented him from taking his life-saving medication.It was exactly