Ex-husband’s Regret

I smiled. "We still don't know the gender yet."

"This is my hopeful wish. Of course, I would also cherish a godson," said Jane.Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

"Alright, go to sleep." She covered me with the blanket,

I had been so tired, staying awake just to accompany Grandma, I fell asleep almost as soon as I closed my eyes. I had a dreamless night and slept very well.

The next morning, I woke up hungry and vaguely smelled something delicious.

"Does it smell good?"

Focusing my eyes, I saw Jane waving a tuna sandwich in front of me.

I chuckled helplessly. "You're so childish."

Jane took it as a compliment. "I am childish."

She set up a small table and arranged the breakfast neatly.

"Where's Grandma?"

I got up to check on Grandma and wash up, but the bed was empty.

"Grandma got up early. She didn't wake you because you were sleeping so soundly. After breakfast, she

went to see Ben."

I nodded and went to the bathroom.

Jane followed, saying, "I wonder if Ben will be a good son after he wakes up this time."

I almost swallowed the toothpaste, quickly spitting it out and asking, "Ben woke up?"

"No." Jane quickly waved her hand. "I was just speculating."

"Even though I don't like Ben, Grandma has obviously aged quite a lot. Losing a child at an old age would be extremely painful."

"Even though Ben has done so many wrong things. He is still Grandma's biological son."

Jane and I shared the same sentiment. We never wanted Ben to actually come to harm.

Losing a child at an old age was one of the greatest sorrows in life. I didn't want Grandma to experience that kind of pain.

On the other side of the ocean.

Frank arrived at the hotel.

Alan reported on the progress of their work. Seeing Frank rubbing his eyes, Alan knew he was exhausted and had barely slept. "Frank, you should get some rest."

Alan went next door.

He was also running on fumes. Last night on the plane was the first time in many days he had slept for a full eight hours.

By the time he woke up, Frank was already having breakfast.

"Frank." He chuckled awkwardly. "Why didn't you wake me?"

Frank's voice was lazy. "I wouldn't want you to die of exhaustion. Otherwise, I'd have to find another assistant, which would be troublesome."

Alan actually felt a little touched. Frank was actually being kind.

"Ever since Charlotte became pregnant, I fee like you've become much gentler."

Frank curved his lips but didn't comment.

Ben woke up a week later.

Once it was confirmed that there was no immediate life-threatening danger, he was moved to a VIP ward.

But when Grandma and I went to see him, we noticed something was off.

He actually smiled at me and patted the edge of the bed, signaling for me to sit.

But that wasn't what shocked me the most.

What shocked me the most was that he held Grandma's hand and whined, "Mommy, I'm hungry. I want to eat."

I was taken aback and didn't have time to react before my phone rang, so I had to step out to the balcony to answer it.

When I came back, Prof. Kilburn was examining Ben.

Jane had finished her work at the company and also came over.

Seeing my expression, she asked, "What's wrong? Did Ben upset you again?"

I shook my head and pulled Jane to the bedside, not knowing how to explain.

Jane whispered in my ear, "Why does he keep looking at you and smiling foolishly?"

I clenched my fists. "He..."

"Ms. Wilson, could you come out with me for a moment?" Prof. Kilburn interrupted me. I immediately agreed and followed him to the door of the ward. Grandma wanted to listen in, but Ben firmly held her hand, not letting her leave.

"It seems the poison has affected his brainstem Considering his condition, it's quite remarkable he's survived. The damage to his intelligence is actually a relatively good outcome."

I took a few seconds to process everything he just said. "Are you saying that he'll always be like this in the future due to brain damage?"