Ex-husband’s Regret

A familiar voice came from not far away.

My father-in-law was wearing colorful sunglasses and a floral shirt. He had clearly just got back from some island getaway, where he had likely been cavorting with women.

A typical playboy who never outgrew his frivolous ways, now aging into a lordly figure.

Jessica spotted him and burst into tears instantly, "Dad... You're finally back. I've been bullied so badly." "Ryan bullied you?"Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

My father-in-law, John, pushed his sunglasses up to his forehead and looked at Ryan. "I've said it a hundred times, you need to take good care of Jessica. I've only been gone for two days, and she's already at the hospital?"

I couldn't help but feel frustrated and wanted to leave during this lull.

But John suddenly noticed me and smiled contentedly "Charlotte? You're here too."

"Dad."

Out of politeness, I still addressed him as such. Even though in my eyes, he wasn't a qualified father to Ryan.

John nodded. "You two should take care of Jessica."

I could argue with Jessica, but he was an elder after all

I could only say, "I have other things to take care of, so I'll be leaving now."

At this, Ryan pushed Jessica towards John and said coldly, "Since you're back, I'll leave her to you."

With that said, he started to walk away with me.

*Ryan!" Jessica called out angrily, but Ryan remained indifferent, following me to the elevator.

I slowed down out of concern for the baby, and he was very patient.

It wasn't until we reached the elevator that I turned to him. "Do you have time this afternoon?"

Cutting straight to the chase might be best for us.

He might have thought I was asking him out, as his dark eyes brightened slightly. "Yes, where do you want to go?"

"We're going to the Civil Affairs Bureau."

I really was inviting him to go through with the divorce proceedings that were required.

By the end of the cooling-off period, Grandpa's 80th birthday would have already passed.

By then, I could successfully obtain the divorce certificate.

There was no need to delay any longer.

Ryan's expression stiffened for a moment, the smile in his eyes fading as he changed the subject. "You had a check-up a few days ago, why are you back at the hospital? Dr. Dickson said your check-up report

was normal. Is something bothering you?"

'Yes.'

I had gone to collect the medical reports that day, personally handed to me by Dr. Dickson's assistant.

Except for the ultrasound report, which was handled by them.

I let out a sigh. "Ryan, sometimes I really don't understand you. On one hand, you're entangled with Jessica, and on the other hand, you act like you care about me some of the time. But right now, I don't want to figure it out."

After a pause, I stared at him without blinking my eyes. "I just want a divorce, the sooner the better."

I didn't want to endure the rumors and gossip from the Frost family anymore.

Once the divorce was done, I could focus on working from home and taking care of my pregnancy in

peace.

I didn't care anymore about what happened between him and Jessica.

"Mrs. Frost?"

A slightly familiar doctor in a white coat approached from nearby.

It was the doctor who had performed my ultrasound during the check-up.

I suddenly became nervous. I was somewhat at a loss. Seeing Ryan beside me, she looked somewhat relieved and said, "It seems you've already told Mr. Frost everything. That's the right thing to do. Nothing. should get between the two of you."

"Told me?" Ryan furrowed his brows, suddenly sharp-eyed as he stared at me, intense pressure emanating from him. "What were you supposed to tell me?"