Ex-husband’s Regret (Ryan and Charlotte)

Chapter 133

On the way to the hospital, I slumped in the passenger seat, half-conscious. I kept thinking about Ryan's pained and desolate expression before I left. I felt like someone was stabbing it and it hurt. But after that outburst, the pain in my chest did ease considerably!

Yes, it was true that we lost our child together.

Why should I suffer alone?

He should suffer too, together with me.

Jack controlled the steering wheel with one hand, reaching out to touch my forehead with a worried expression. "You're running quite a high fever."

"It's okay, just caught a chill, a few shots and I'll be fine."

I shook my head nonchalantly.

Anyway, there was no child in my belly anymore. Catching a cold and having a fever, I just needed some medicine and injections.

The MS Group was the closest to the St. Heart Hospital. Jack was afraid of wasting time and chose the closest hospital, and I didn't care about that either. In such a large hospital, as long as there was no deliberate intent, no one could run into anyone else.

Unexpectedly, as soon as our car stopped and we got out, the hospital director led a doctor and two nurses over immediately.

"Mrs. Frost."

The director gestured for a nurse to support me, cleared his throat, and warmly said, " Mr. Frost just called and instructed me earlier. He emphasized your recent health condition is special, and with the fever, I must not neglect your condition."

I originally wanted to refuse, but then I thought better of it and compromised, "Okay."

This would indeed make things easier.

Besides, I haven't gotten the divorce certificate yet. It's only right for me to use the resources of the Frost family.

However, what surprised me was that the director directly took us to the VIP ward

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area. I frowned, "Isn't this area full?"

Even Aunt Laura's room was a hard-won battle for me.

The director smiled ingratiatingly. "You're Mrs. Frost now. As long as you need it, everyone else should make way for you." 'Everyone else?'

There were only three rooms in the VIP ward area, occupied by Jessica, Lauren, and

Aunt Laura.

At this critical juncture, Ryan would definitely feel guilty towards Aunt Laura and wouldn't let her move out. And Jessica and Lauren were the people he values most...

Before I could sort out my thoughts, I saw a few bodyguards standing outside the room where Jessica originally stayed. Jessica was prevented from going in, her facial features distorted with anger. "So it's you who took my room!"

Seeing me, she ran over in fury, raising her hand as if to slap me. Jack narrowed his eyes and swiftly grabbed her arm!

"Miss Frost, I don't have the habit of hitting women."

Unlike his usual gentle demeanor, his dark tone and demeanor now were unexpectedly intimidating.

Even I glanced at him in astonishment...

Jessica forcibly withdrew her hand, but her anger didn't diminish. She gritted her teeth and looked at me, "What did you say to Ryan? Why did he suddenly get mad at me and want me to move out?" I replied calmly, "Do you have any say in this?"

"Charlotte!" Jessica's expression turned cold, pointing and commanding, "I advise you not to be shameless. Tell Ryan right now that you don't need the VIP ward."

"Why wouldn't I need it?" I deliberately opposed her. "I want it, and I need it urgently."

As I finished speaking, I looked at the hospital director again. "Please arrange for someone to thoroughly clean this place inside and out. It's been inhabited by dirty people, and I find it filthy!"

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"Don't worry, it'll be disinfected right away! Mr. Frost specifically instructed, and you The cleanliness.

As soon as the director finished speaking, several cleaning ladies came out with cleaning tools. One of them looked at the director, "Director, disinfection is done. Every comer has been covered." Jessica's face turned pale. She looked at the director in disbelief. "Did Ryan really instruct this?"

"Absolutely true, the director said, leading me inside and closing the door, leaving Jessica outside seething with helpless rage.

Mrs. Frost, please have a seat first. Prof. Foust will examine you."