Ex-husband’s Regret (Ryan and Charlotte)
Regrt 180

Chapter 180

He stood up from his seat, his face darkening with accumulated gloom. Looking down at me for a long time from his elevated position

he finally gritted his teeth and tsaid, "Raise your pillow higher when you

sleep tonight!"

He might as well have told me to keep on dreaming.

I was equally irritated, abruptly standing up and walking towards the reception room, glancing at the two bitches whispering to each other. "Alright, what's the matter?" "Ryan!"

Jessica proudly stood up, her gaze bypassing me and directly meeting Ryan's, dropping a bombshell. "Do you know, the child Charlotte is carrying might not be yours at all!" The air seemed to freeze instantly.

I felt a burning anger rising within me, ready to slap her across the face. But this time, Jessica was prepared, pushing me aside and slamming an envelope against my chest. She smirked contemptuously. "Take a look, see how you explain this to Ryan!"

The envelope fell to the ground from my body. Someone was quicker to pick it up than me-Ryan held the envelope, standing upright.

His distinct knuckles opened the envelope and took out several photos.

In just an instant, the corners of his lips pressed down, his expression visibly turning cold and fierce. Beneath his seemingly gentle features lurked a stormy rage. My heart sank almost instantly.

- I hesitated, reaching out to try and take a look at the photos, but Ryan abruptly pulled them away before

my fingertips could touch them.

The entire motion carried an aura of hostility, freezing my hand in mid-air.

"Ryan, you've seen it!" Jessica lifted her red lips, speaking gently, "She's been cheating long ago. Most likely, the child she's carrying is most probably Jack's." Taking advantage of Ryan's distraction, I forcefully pulled the photos closer to take a look. It turned out to be a photo of the hotel room entrance.

The two people standing at the entrance were indeed me and Jack.

When did Jack and I ever go to a hotel together?

My mind went blank for a moment, then I quickly realized, "Jessica, you've gone to great lengths to slander me. You even resorted to fabricating photos." "Have you forgotten?" Jessica recited the room number. "Room 0312, the hotel you stayed at for a business trip to Frankes last year. Surely you haven't forgotten at all... If you do, the Finance Department can still find your expense records."

My memory suddenly rushed back. I had indeed attended a trap set by the design circle during a business trip abroad. I wasn't a good drinking and was feeling extremely uncomfortable by the time I returned

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the hotel.

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Later, Jane called me and arranged for someone to bring me something to help ease the dizziness.

At that time, I was groggy when I opened the door, barely able to see clearly, and just took the medicine and closed the door after thanking them.

Could it be... Jack brought me the medicine?

He never mentioned this incident after he returned.

In just a short minute, someone with malicious intent managed to take a photo, and it had persisted until

now.

I collected my thoughts, calmly speaking. "You're concluding everything based on a photo of a hotel room entrance?"

"Then what?" Jessica spoke harshly, "Do we need to capture you two in bed together? Aren't you ashamed at all? Even when Jack was far away, at home, you still dared to meet privately. How dare you say that the child belongs to Ryan"

"Jessica." Lauren intervened as if to stop her. "Listen to what Ryan has to say. After all, it's a matter of his wife cheating on him. Have you ever thought about Ryan's dignity after making such a scene?" They were playing their parts well.

One playing the advocate, the other the antagonist! But every word tightly aimed at me, trying to pin this blame on me.

The anger buried deep within me flared up, staring at Lauren, I said in a cold voice, "Weren't you the one, at the hospital yesterday, demanding evidence? How come now it's all about interpreting pictures?"

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