Ex-husband’s Regret

The sudden barrage of questions left me stunned.

I rubbed my throbbing abdomen and spoke palely, "What did you say?"This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

"She had a miscarriage!"

Ryan pointed towards the direction of the hospital room, his eyes filled with cold intensity." She lost her child! The doctor said it will be very difficult for her to have children in the future! Charlotte, are you satisfied?"

His questioning shook me to the core. My throat felt like a sponge soaked with water, lips curling bitterly before I managed to speak. "She had a miscarriage?"

'But... I had a miscarriage too, Ryan."

The blood that flowed from my body was our child, the child I had earnestly anticipated for so long.

I had always thought that even if this disastrous marriage ended one day, I could still have a child to accompany me.

But now, there was nothing left.

It seemed... there was nothing worth looking forward to anymore.

His words blamed me for Jessica's "nonsense, which caused me to lose everything. But in the end, I was the one blamed.

Ryan stared at me intensely, jaw clenched. "You're happy to see her miscarriage?"

I laughed more recklessly. "Yes, she deserved it!"

Her child, taking the life of my child, couldn't even begin to quench my hatred.

Slap!

His expression turned icy cold. He slapped me hard across the face. "Charlotte, how could you be so heartless!"

I stared at him in disbelief, unsure if the slap hit my face or my heart.

I only knew that he didn't love me, but I never expected that one day he would call me heartless because of Jessica, or even hit me.

Years of feelings turned into a joke in an instant.

As I continued to smile, tears threatening to spill, I suddenly raised my hand and slapped him back without hesitation!

"Ryan, we're done!"

Completely done.

He winced in pain, his lips twisting into a cold, mocking smile. "Done? You've wanted to be done long ago, haven't you?"

Jane rushed in, exasperated. "Ryan, what are you talking about? Isn't Charlotte's life worth something as well? You're her husband. Why are you treating her like this just because of someone else, she just had a miscarriage..."

"I'm her husband?" Ryan's voice suddenly rose, towering over me, each word cutting to the heart. "Does she really want me to be her husband, or does she want someone else to be her husband?"

I felt absurd, the pain in my body intensifying. I leaned on Jane for support, barely able to stand. "Ryan... what are you talking about?"

"Stop pretending." Ryan sneered. "Did you go to the concert alone that day?"

I suddenly realized, but before I could speak, he continued with a cold smile, "You criticize me so openly, yet secretly go to a concert with Jack Charlotte, don't you think you're quite hypocritical?" I couldn't help but burst into laughter, my whole body shaking.

"You're right, Ryan. I am that kind of hypocritical person. Are you satisfied? Since we both think the other is trash, let's end it now.

"On the 5th of next month, meet me at the Civil Affairs Bureau."

"As for the company, I'll resign tomorrow, and I'll send the designs for the MS Design Competition directly to them."

"This... is the end between us.

"Charlotte..."

As my final words fell, he suddenly panicked.

With Jane's support, I left without looking back. He seemed to be infuriated again.

Behind me, his voice turned cold and ruthless.

"Charlotte, are you so eager to leave me, thinking Jack is some kind of good person? Don't be naive!"