Ex-husband’s Regret

I was surprised. "How come everyone knows she's pregnant? This should be something very few people know about."

"Who knows." Jane crossed her legs, sitting down. "There are plenty of people willing to expose mistresses. She probably slipped up somewhere herself, and it spread."

I

"Just take a look and don't get involved," I said.

I wasn't a saint. Whether it was Jessica or Ryan involved in this kind of marital affair, whoever got criticized deserves it. But Ryan was difficult to deal with. If he decided to stand up for Jessica, I was afraid that Jane would get dragged into it. She was already struggling to survive in Jelaston on her own. She wouldn't withstand Ryan's suppression.

Jane uncomfortably rubbed her ear and muttered, "Got it." She spoke so fast I could barely make it out.

After filling our stomachs, I watched her take her medicine before she settled onto the couch to play games. Meanwhile, I lay on the coffee table, pondering over the designs for the competition.

The deadline from the MS Group was tight, and what I had in mind was still quite vague. I needed to hurry and clarify my thoughts.

In the afternoon, my phone on the dining table suddenly rang.

Glancing at the caller ID, Jane asked, "Why is he calling you?"

"I don't know," I replied feeling puzzled, and answered the call. On the other end of the line, Ryan asked,

You didn't come to work?"

"That's right."

I hadn't expected him to be concerned about whether I showed up at the office. "I've had some things to take care of these past two days, so I'm working from home."

I informed Nancy last night that I would be working from home and to call me if there were any issues. Besides, the work I had at hand could be done with just a computer. As for meetings and such, Jessica was afraid I would affect her authority, so she would prefer if I didn't attend.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Before he could say anything else, another voice chimed in, "Ryan, at a time like this, you're still worrying about her? Give me the phone if you're not going to ask her!"

Someone snatched the phone away, and Jessica's voice came through forcefully. "Charlotte, what are you up to? Why are you telling everyone that I'm pregnant? Do you want me to commit suicide or something?

I was rendered speechless.

I pursed my lips. 'Here we go again with the questioning. Yesterday it was just him, today it's both of them. Are they a team now?"

I replied honestly, "This has nothing to do with me."

"If it's not you, who else could it be? Everyone in the company knows that you're the only person who

wants to go against me. I haven't done anything wrong. Why are you doing this to me?"

Jessica didn't listen to my explanation at all. "Do you know how harshly people are criticizing me? Even if

couldn't be pregnant with Ryan's child, you shouldn't envy me!"

you

I was at a loss for words.

"Yes, Charlotte, I admit that Ryan and I have known each other since childhood and are in love. You might feel uncomfortable about that, but you don't have to set me up like this... I never planned to get back together with Ryan, but now that I'm pregnant, I have to give the child a home. At most, this is returning things to their rightful place. Besides, you've enjoyed being the wife of a wealthy family for three years. You haven't lost anything."

Finally, Jessica said, "You're also a woman, you must understand me. Please, I'm begging you, leave me alone, okay?"

"Are you out of your mind?" Ryan's sharp voice sounded. "Charlotte said it wasn't her. She wouldn't lie. Stop causing trouble."

"What do you mean? Are you suggesting I'm deliberately framing her?"

"No."

Jessica was annoyed. "Then divorce her tomorrow! Once I send out the marriage certificate, everyone will know who the real mistress is."