Ex-husband’s Regret

"Don't..." Jessica tugged at his sleeve. "I just want you to stay with me, just for a while. Can you do that? If not, then let me suffer to death!"

"Then suffer to death," Ryan replied coldly, though he poured her a cup of hot water in a detached.

manner. "Drink more hot water."

Jessica snorted coldly. "Hot water doesn't cure illnesses."

I stumbled back from their collision, almost falling. As I looked up, I witnessed their natural interaction.

One was willing to pretend, the other was willing to believe.

After Grandpa was taken to the ICU, the doctors advised against visiting for his elderly condition. I could only stand at the door, watching through the glass.

Grandpa, usually kind and gentle, now relied on an oxygen mask to breathe. I felt unbearable sadness. wash over me.

Suddenly, I noticed Grandpa's fingers twitch.

Excited, I turned to Albert. "Albert, did Grandpa move just now?"

"Yes, yes! You didn't see wrong, he's moving."

Albert was also excited.

I had thought Grandpa might not wake up for a while, but I hadn't expected him to wake so soon.

I was both shocked and delighted, about to rush to find a doctor. But halfway there, I heard the sharp

alarm of the heart monitor.

"ICU Room 1, prepare for resuscitation!"

Without needing me to call, the director was personally on duty tonight. Hearing the commotion, he led doctors and nurses straight into the ICU, each with a grave expression.

I stood blankly in the middle of the corridor, my mind completely empty.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

What's happening... Grandpa moved, didn't he?

In TV dramas, whenever a patient moves, it means improvement, it means they're waking up, right?

In an instant, my head spun, and I had to hold onto a nearby chair to steady myself.

Doctors and nurses rushed to fetch medications, to perform resuscitation.

It seemed like even the resuscitation room wasn't quick enough.

Even though the hospital was heated, I felt chilled to the bone from head to toe.

Soon, in less than five minutes, maybe even less than three.

The director emerged. Before he could speak, I eagerly asked, "Is Grandpa okay? He's definitely okay, right?"

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Frost, we did our best."

The director regretfully spoke, "Grandpa is conscious now. Let me bring you in."

Tears poured down my face instantly. I couldn't wait a second longer. I wiped my tears hastily and rushed. into the ICU ward,

Seeing Grandpa lying on the hospital bed, looking at me with the same kindness as during the day.

I forced a smile, gripping Grandpa's hand. "Grandpa, you're awake."

"Mmm." Grandpa obviously had little strength left, his voice very weak. "Charlotte, marrying into our Frost family, has been hard on you."

"Not at all, not at all."

I shook my head vigorously, unable to control my tears anymore. "Being able to marry into the Frost family, having a Grandpa like you, is my blessing. I have no family, but you've given me elders who care and protect me."

"Silly child, why cry? Birth, old age, sickness, and death, no one can escape."

Grandpa tried to pat my hand, but he had no extra strength left. He looked past me "Where's Ryan?"

"He..."

I immediately took out my phone, intending to call Ryan.

Grandpa interrupted, "Forget it, it's too late. There are things Grandpa only wants to say to you."

"You can say them, please say them."

I stopped my actions and listened carefully to every word Grandpa said, afraid of missing a single one. COIN BUNDLE: get more free bonus

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