Ex-husband’s Regret (Ryan and Charlotte) novel Chapter 1

On the day of our third wedding anniversary, Ryan Frost spent a ton of money to buy a necklace that I had liked for quite some time.

Everyone said that he loved me to the bottom of his heart.

I was preparing a candlelight dinner whilst feeling overjoyed, but that was when I received a video.

In the video, Ryan Frost personally helped another girl put on the necklace. "Congratulations, you're reborn."

It seemed that today wasn't only the day of our wedding anniversary, it was also the day that his true love got her divorce.

I had never thought that such a thing would happen to me.

Even though the marriage between Ryan and me wasn't because the two of us fell in love with each other, he still pretended to dote on me in front of others.

I sat in front of the dining table, looking at the steak that had gone cold and the words at the top of the trending searches. "Ryan Frost Spending Millions to Please His Wife."

I felt every single word of that sentence taunting me.

It was two o'clock in the morning when the black Maybach finally drove into the courtyard.

Through the French window, I could see a man getting out of the car. He was wearing a tailored dark blue suit, had a tall figure, and had an elegant temperament.

"How come you're still up?" Ryan was a little surprised when he turned on the lights and saw me sitting in the dining room.

I wanted to stand up, but sat back down due to the fact that my legs had gone numb. "I was waiting for you."

"Did you miss me?"

He smiled casually and walked over to pour himself a glass of water. He was a little surprised when he saw the untouched dinner on the table.

I played along and pretended not to know anything when I saw that he didn't want to tell me the truth. "Happy anniversary! Where's my present?"

"I'm sorry. I was too busy today. I forgot."

It took Ryan a while to realize that it was our wedding anniversary that day.

He reached out and wanted to pat my head, but I subconsciously avoided his hand.

I didn't know what his hand had touched that night, so I was a little disgusted.

My actions caused Ryan to be a little taken aback.

I pretended not to notice anything and looked at him with a smile. "Why are you still trying to lie to me? The necklace that I've wanted to buy for ages has already made it to the top of trending searches! Why don't you give it to me now?"

"Charlotte..." Ryan slowly pulled his hand back and said casually, "I bought that necklace for Tom."

I had read about what Ryan was doing right now. He was using his best friend as an excuse.

I found it a little difficult to maintain the smile on my face. "Is that so?"

"Yep. You know he has a lot of flings."

Ryan's expression and his tone of voice gave nothing away.

I looked at the perfect facial figures under the light and suddenly felt that I had never tried to really get to know him.

This made me wonder if that was the first he lied to me or did I had trusted him too much in the past.

If it weren't for that anonymous video, I wouldn't doubt his explanation right now at all.

Seeing that I wasn't saying anything, he tried to comfort me patiently. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have forgotten such an important date. I'll make it up to you tomorrow."

"I just want that necklace."

I still wanted to give him another chance.

I couldn't see the face of the woman in the video from the camera's angle. Therefore, I felt that their relationship might not be the same as I thought.

A hesitant look appeared on Ryan's face. I then gave him a puzzled look. "Is there something wrong? I think Tom won't mind disappointing a fling or two for you, right?"

Ryan fell silent for a while. When he saw that I wasn't giving up on the necklace, he had no choice but to say, "I'll ask him about it tomorrow. I can't really take it off him if his girlfriend really likes it."

'You mean you'll ask "her" and not "him", right?' I asked inwardly.

I couldn't dwell on this matter anything, so I said, "Okay."

"Have you not eaten anything whilst waiting for me?" asked Ryan as he tidied the dining table. His long and slender figures looked even more beautiful when holding the white plates.

I nodded. "Yes, today is our wedding anniversary after all."

I stood up and was about to tidy the table with him, but he stopped me and said in a soft voice, "Don't get up. I'll make some spaghetti for you."