Ex-husband’s Regret (Ryan and Charlotte)
Regrt 220

Chapter 220

Waiting for him to come home at night, and waking up in the morning to see him sleeping beside me- this sense of happiness once deeply ensnared me. It was just that once the illusion was shattered, there was no going back. I even felt how foolish I was back then.

A wave of bitterness surged from the depths of my heart. I turned my head slightly, sniffed, and didn't continue the conversation.

I didn't know what else I could say.

Should I pity myself or take the opportunity to scold him?

Neither would make any sense.

Ryan took a deep breath. "Now, I realize... Lauren seems different from what I remembered."

I pursed my lips. "When she saved you back then, how old were you?"

"12 years old."

Ryan remembered clearly and answered without hesitation.

I couldn't help muttering, "No wonder you were so easy to deceive."

Anyone would be grateful if someone saved them. Especially when their savior became hospitalized after helping them. Moreover, knowing Lauren's methods, I could almost imagine how she treated Ryan after marrying into the Frost family. She would definitely be attentive and caring.

She hoped that in the future, Ryan could wave his hand and let her live a more comfortable life. It would be even better if Jessica could marry in.

"What did you say?" Ryan didn't catch my words clearly and asked in confusion.

I didn't repeat myself. "Nothing. So, what makes you feel Lauren is different now?"

"She knows about John and Jessica's situation, yet she still wants me to marry Jessica." Ryan's tone was cold, with emotions that were hard to decipher.

I was somewhat surprised. The reconciliation of these two mother and daughter pairs was truly unimaginable. Just two days ago, they were fighting bitterly at the Civil Affairs Bureau, and now they had come to an agreement again.

I smiled, half-jokingly saying, "Then what about Bethany? One as the legal wife, and the other as the concubine?"

"Charlotte." He looked at me helplessly, but there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes, almost like an assurance, as he said, "I won't marry anyone else. Don't listen to what others say, and don't believe them either."

↓ suddenly froze, unconsciously pinching my palms. "Who you marry has nothing to do with me anymore. You don't need to explain these things to me."

With that, I glanced at the time and asked him to leave. "It's getting late. I have things to do tomorrow.

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Please leave quickly."

It's better to have some boundaries when it comes to being alone with a man and a woman.

Ryan remained silent for a long time. However, accustomed to being high and mighty, he couldn't bear steps a bit

being driven away by me time and time again. He stood up somewhat uncomfortably, his

unsteady.

"I'll transfer the money to you. Don't sell the house."

Perhaps due to the alcohol, his eyes were moist, and his voice was somewhat hoarse.

Once again, I refused, my patience wearing thin. "I've already said I don't need it. How the house is handled is my business, and you have no say in it." "In any case, I won't allow it."

With a deep look at me, the man left with these words and turned away.

The next day, as soon as I woke up and saw the string of numbers added to my bank balance, I felt annoyed.

Jane was preparing to pick me up to choose an office building together. She put down the lunch she had specially brought for me, took my phone, and started counting.

The more she counted, the brighter her eyes became. "Units, tens, hundreds, thousands, ten thousand, hundred thousand, million. Oh my Sugar Daddy..."

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