All Chapters of Ex-husband’s Regret: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

My heart sank.I almost didn't dare to meet his gaze, afraid that the doctor might blurt out something.That would be disastrous.I spoke first. "Doctor, he didn't come with me today. He came for a prenatal check-up with another woman."Ryan's voice was warm and deep. "I didn't specifically come with her.""But you did come, didn't you?"I didn't want the doctor to go into the details.It was like catching a cheater. Nobody would care why your husband would be with another woman. All people cared about was that he betrayed you.Whether it was a drunken mistake or premeditated, did it really make a difference?What happened couldn't be changed. No matter how noble the excuse, a mistake was already made.Ryan had nothing to say, his gaze was firm. "You still haven't told me, why did you come to the hospital today?""Haven't I told you...""Don't stall." He interrupted coldly, seeming determined to get to the bottom of this.The ultrasound doctor hadn't left yet. "Mrs. Frost,

I was suddenly taken aback and instinctively glanced at Ryan. He appeared calm and gentle, holding me in his arms, looking nothing like someone who was here for a divorce. The floor of the hall was dry, and I gently freed myself from his grasp, pursing my lips. "No, we're here to get divorced.""Oh..."The staff member seemed regretful. "It's not easy for two people to come together. You seem to have a good relationship. Why do you want a divorce? Getting divorced is not a small matter. Please don't be impulsive. Once there's a crack, it's hard to mend."I lowered my gaze helplessly. "You might have gotten the sequence mixed up. Cracks don't appear because of divorce. Divorce happens because there are cracks."Few couples would want to divorce unless they had no other choice.The staff member stopped trying to dissuade us. "Well, go ahead. There aren't many people here because of the heavy rain. You can go to any available counter.""Okay, thank you."After thanking them, I foun

"So afraid that I'll regret it?" His voice was muffled. "But I'm more afraid that you'll treat me like a stranger."The surroundings were cold, but his embrace felt just as warm as it did in the past.His words left me stunned.By the time I collected my thoughts, he had already opened the car door for me. After I got in, he turned away without looking back.Through the rain curtain, I glimpsed his upright figure, soaked halfway through.It felt like a thousand ants were gnawing at my heart, leaving it emptier and emptier.So, this was how easy it was to end a marriage.Just half an hour at the Civil Affairs Bureau, submitting documents, signing papers.One month later, another visit, both parties were still in agreement, and we received our divorce certificates.And just like that, everything was cut off.The days of sharing a bed and pillow, of mutual support, seemed like nothing more than a dream.Of course, this all hinged on whether Ryan would keep his word.When I ret

Although I hadn't considered continuing this marriage with Ryan.Hearing Grandpa's resolute defense, my heart warmed.Ryan pursed his lips. "I have disappointed Charlotte, but I never intended to marry another.""Never intended? If you never intended, why did Charlotte divorce you? Wasn't it because you completely broke her heart?" Grandpa didn't believe a single word.Supporting himself on the edge of the ebony table, Ryan slowly stood up. "I truly never intended to. But I can't ignore Jessica either, especially since she's pregnant.""You're quite the humanitarian!" Grandpa threw a teacup at him.He didn't dodge it, taking the hit squarely on his forehead, which soon began to bleed. Despite this, his expression remained unchanged as he earnestly said, "I promised Aunt Wen that I would take care of her.""What about Charlotte? There are strong rumors in the company that you brought Jessica closer, making everyone see Charlotte as the homewrecker. Do you think that's fair to her

My heart skipped a beat.In an instant, an indescribable discomfort overwhelmed me. This ring—it was our wedding ring. Back when we got married, he might not have cared much, but Grandpa spared no expense for his granddaughter-in-law. A million dollars in wedding gifts, a luxury wedding house, and wedding rings custom-made by a top-tier jewelry designer. Later, the dowry went to my aunt to repay her for raising me. There was no place for me in the marital home. The only thing left to accompany me daily was this ring.When we first married, I joyfully wore it on my ring finger. Upon learning that I was also working at the Frost Group, Ryan immediately advised me to keep a low profile. That very day, I took it off and wore it around my neck on a delicate chain. I wore it like that for three whole years.Something that once brought me joy had now become a silent mockery. To Ryan, this ring and I were both unwelcome. I chuckled self-deprecatingly, "I just forgot to take it off."Indeed