Ex-husband’s Regret (Ryan and Charlotte) novel Chapter 132

Chapter 132 

Feeling like it wasn’t enough, I smiled and said, “Iyan, when I had the miscarriage, you were with someone else. When I came out of the operating room, you slapped me hard and asked me why I didn’t stop her, because I was pregnant too… I was afraid of getting hurt… I didn’t dare! Are you satisfied with this answer now?” 

“Charlotte…” 

This was the first time I had seen such a bewildered expression on his face. He reached out as if to hold my hand, 

Unexpectedly, a pair of hands intercepted him first! 

Suddenly, Jack returned, his gentleness tinged with sharpness. “Are you here to settle the score for Jessica? This is my doing, it has nothing to do with Charlotte.” 

In an instant, Ryan regained his usual cold demeanor, sneering. “As for your debts, there’s plenty of time. No need to rush to offer your head.” 

“I know Ryan’s methods,” I couldn’t help but speak up. “Jack was helping me. There’s no need to shift blame onto him. If you want to defend your loved one, just come at me.” 

Ryan was somewhat displeased by my defense, but due to guilt, he endured and held my wrist. “Come home with me.” 

“We have no relationship anymore!” I shook off his hand, but the room spun around me. I steadied myself against the table, holding back the warmth in my eyes. “And there’s no home either.” 

Jack frowned slightly, gently touching my cheek with the back of his hand, earning a guarded look from Ryan. 

Just as Ryan was about to act, Jack reached towards my forehead anxiously. “You have a fever. I’ll take you to the hospital!” 

“No need.” 

Ryan forcefully pulled me into his arms, lips lightly parting. “In such matters, it’s best to have family members accompanying her. Otherwise, people might think she has no husband.” 

“Let go of me.” 

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I felt uncomfortable, my voice weaker. I looked at Jack. “Jack, could you please take me to the hospital, or ask Jane to come?” 

Jack’s expression eased slightly. “I’ll take you…” 

“Mr. Renolds…” 

His secretary hesitated and interrupted. “You have another meeting scheduled. All the senior executives have been notified.” 

He lowered his gaze, his tone carrying a hint of coldness. “Can’t it be rescheduled for tomorrow?TM 

The secretary glanced at me in surprise and promptly agreed, “It can.” 

*Jack, as I said, it’s not suitable for you to go.” 

Ryan appeared mild as always but authoritative, leaving with these words, pulling me 

out. 

I struggled, but his slender fingers tightly gripped my shoulder. 

Jack took a big step forward, blocking our way. I wondered if it was my imagination, but his eyes seemed icy. “Didn’t you hear what Charlotte said? Or is it that you’re used to completely disregarding her wishes?”