Ex-husband’s Regret

When we returned home after finishing the IV, it was already dark outside. Worried that she wouldn't take care of herself for the next couple of days, I decided to stay at her place. The next day, during breakfast, Jane glanced at me several times furtively. I chuckled, "What's up?"

"Well, it's just... it's just... Jane hesitated, then brought herself together. "The night Ryan took the aphrodisiac, your phone suddenly died. I didn't get a chance to ask you about it later." I didn't understand. "Ask me about what?"

She smiled and leaned in, asking. "Did you guys do it? With that drug, is it really long-lasting and powerful?"

I was having cereals and choked instantly. Although I already knew she had an outspoken personality, she still caught me off guard.

I coughed several times, pretending to be calm. "No, we didn't do anything."

She handed me a few pieces of tissues, looking skeptical. "Really?"

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"Of course not. I'm still in the first three months of pregnancy. How could we?"

I wiped my mouth and casually threw the question back.

But thinking back to that night, my cheeks still burned.

Jane smirked ambiguously. "So what? As long as you want to, there are plenty of ways.

I couldn't help but feel guilty.

"So how did he recover? I don't think taking a cold shower would work." Jane muttered in confusion, then suddenly looked down at my hand and asked teasingly, "Or did you use your hands to help him..." Even though there were only the two of us at home, she paused mid-sentence, lowered her voice, and whispered the rest of the sentence with a mischievous grin.

"Jane!"

My face turned red instantly, and I rushed over to cover her mouth. "What are you saying? Do you have no shame?"

"Hahaha..." Jane laughed uncontrollably as if she had figured me out completely. "Just admit it."

"Finish your meal!"

"Well, that confirms it!"

"Jane, shut that big mouth of yours!" I handed her a loaf of bread, but she managed to suppress her laughter. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry."

She swallowed the pumpkin and suddenly said, "Come to think of it, Ryan still has some merits."

"Why?"

"He'd rather let you help him out at home than run off to that bitch."

Situation seriously. "So if that's the case, the child isn't really his. If he doesn't even

want to touch Jessica, how could she be pregnant with his child?"

I couldn't look her in the eye after the first half of her statement, but the second half made sense.

But none of this was my concern anymore.

I reminded myself to treat him as my soon-to-be ex-husband and not let my emotions get stirred up because of him again.

"Don't you know? Jessica has been widely criticized." Jane leaned over, showing me the gossip group chat from work. "Many people know about her pregnancy now, and the comments are brutal. Look." "Damn, I thought she might become Mr. Frost's wife. Now she's just a mistress, and she's even got a child.

"Poor Charlotte, her husband belongs to someone else, and now she's got an illegitimate child inheriting the property..."

"Tsk, I said it when she first came to the company. With that bitchy look, how could she marry into a wealthy family?"

"Disgusting, I hate mistresses who destroy other people's families the most!"

"The worst thing was that she chose to be a mistress even though she knew Mr. Frost was married." The group chat of five hundred people was filled with condemnation.

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