Ex-husband’s Regret

I couldn't give him an answer to that question.

After all, I remembered that the girl had gotten married

I restarted the car and smiled gently. "I wish you well,"

"Okay," Jack responded cheerfully.

I drove him to the building where he lived and hesitated before speaking, "About your injuries..."

"Don't listen to Jennifer's nonsense."

He reached out and took the medicine, effortlessly easing my awkwardness. "Tom's at my place; just have him take care of it."

"Alright." I felt somewhat relieved.

It wasn't that I didn't want to help him with his wounds, but after all, it involved his back, which would require removing his shirt.... My status might not be quite appropriate, and he would probably feel embarrassed too.

As I prepared to return the car keys to him, he suddenly glanced over. "Today... I startled you, didn't I?"

I lightly pinched my palm and honestly admitted that I was indeed frightened when I saw Sally hitting him like that.

The whip had torn through his flesh.

But at that moment, I inexplicably shook my head. "Not really."

"That's good."

He didn't take the keys. "It's the weekend today, and it's not easy to get a taxi around here. You go ahead; I still have a car to use."

I didn't make a fuss. After he got out of the car, I sent a few instructions to Tom about handling t

wound, then slowly drove away.

The fingerprint analysis delivered by Albert's people had already been placed in the entrance cabinet at the Lake Garden. gave them the code.

I opened it and glanced inside, feeling reassured. The additional fingerprint comparison indeed confirmed it was Jessica.

After washing up in the bathroom and changing clothes, I grabbed the fingerprint report and left feeling. refreshed, heading to the hospital. When I arrived, Ryan glanced over quietly. "Why did it take you so long?"

"There was a bit of a delay."

We were already getting a divorce; there was no need to explain every little thing. I waved the file folder in

my hand. "I've brought you a surprise."

"What is it?" Ryan asked curiously, raising an eyebrow.

I handed it over. "You'll see once you look at it."

Once he looked, he would know exactly how his grandfather had passed away.

He took it with one hand, his long fingers gripping the string on the kraft paper bag, unraveling it loop by loop.

Just as he opened it and reached for the documents, Ryan's phone suddenly rang.

It was Jessica calling.

He frowned and declined the call directly. As soon as he took out the documents, Gary's phone rang again.

Ryan could decline calls, but he couldn't. He was responsible for Jessica's arrangements to go abroad.

Gary answered, and whatever was said on the other end made him respond seriously. "I'll talk to Mr. Frost right away."

Just with that sentence, I suddenly had a foreboding feeling.

And this kind of foreboding feeling was often very accurate!

The next second, I saw him hang up the phone and look at Ryan, reporting, "Mr. Frost, Miss Frost called and said Ms. Wood has woken up."

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Ryan was first stunned, then his expression quickly calmed. "Really?"

Gary replied, "This time it doesn't seem fake."

It seemed like it wasn't the first time they had used this to deceive Ryan.

Ryan casually set the documents aside and stood up eagerly, looking at me. "Ms. Wood woke up. Do your want to come along and see?"

"Yes!" I agreed immediately.

At the door was Jessica, wearing a winter dress. When she saw Ryan, excitement flashed across her face. When her gaze swept over me, however, it cooled slightly. "Ryan, you're here so quickly."

"Yeah, Charlotte and I wanted to see Ms. Wood. Is it convenient now? Ryan asked softly.