Ex-husband’s Regret (Ryan and Charlotte) novel Chapter 75

Chapter 75 

It was the same old tricks. 

He would kiss me whenever he couldn’t win in an argument. 

The man cupped my jaw and kissed me hard and fast, and his hands fell on my waist, rubbing me and making me shudder. 

I knew that if I let him continue like this, I would become too embarrassed to walk out of that door. 

But it wasn’t up to me. 

He was overbearing and strong when it came to this. The power gap between a woman and a man was miles apart. 

I couldn’t resist so I could only beg Ryan for mercy. I knew begging him always worked. “Ryan, you don’t do this. What will others think of me…” 

“Who? Jack?” he asked while kissing. The voice that was coming through his teeth was deep and sexy. 

I obviously wouldn’t go against him at such times. I could only be forced to accept his kisses while explaining in a seamless manner, “I, I really don’t have anything with him… It’s just because of MS’s design competition, it’s only… well…” 

“You’re just using him?” 

His thoughts were extraordinary, but I could hear that he was no longer so hostile.. 

All I could do now was to try to get out of there as soon as possible. “You can think of it that way if you want…” 

The man loosened his grip slightly and gave me some breathing space. His eyes were dangerous and ambiguous, his thumb rubbing on my lips and then falling on the chest, waist, and between the legs. He then asked in a deep voice, “When have you lost your feelings for him?” 

I never knew I had feelings for Jack. 

Before Jack returned to Cheria, he and I hadn’t seen each other for three whole years. Why did Ryan think I had feelings for Jack? 

I frowned. “There’s nothing between us.” 

Thinking about the last time he dunked Jack in the bar, this time I had to explain clearly to him. 

Otherwise, I would be dragging Jack into this again. 

Ryan lowered his eyes. “Is that so?” 

“What do you think? Do you think everyone is like you and Jessica, so ambiguous?” I couldn’t help the sarcasm. 

He looked at me with a serious face. “I don’t have anything with her either.” 

“Ryan! Ryan!” 

As his words fell, a voice that both he and I were all too familiar with resounded from outside the door. 

O+IS SONUS 

It came from far and near, accompanied by the sound of “thumping” on the door. 

Someone was looking for Ryan room by room. 

It was like catching an adulterer. 

I looked at Ryan and said, “She knows your whereabouts all the time and you tell me there’s nothing between you?” 

I could vaguely recall that on the second day of the third wedding anniversary, Jessica was clearly already trying to declare her sovereignty. 

Ryan was still able to look at me and say, with an indifferent face, that he only gave that necklace as a sign of comfort because Jessica had just gotten divorced. 

He had the exact same look on his face just now. 

There was no credibility at all 

“Ryan! Come out here!” 

Jessica’s voice was getting closer and closer, and Ryan furrowed his brows in annoyance, his face was darker than ever. 

“I didn’t tell her.” 

“Then go out now and tell her to go away.”