All Chapters of EX-HUSBAND’S REGRET(The Wife He Discarded): Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

It was Monday morning.The house already smelled faintly like coffee and toasted bread by the time I walked Leo toward the front door with his backpack hanging crookedly over one shoulder.“You have everything?” I asked while fixing the collar of his tiny school uniform properly.Leo nodded confidently. “Yes.”“You sure?”He paused dramatically before opening his backpack to check again.I smiled faintly despite myself.Hayes stood near the door scrolling through his phone while waiting for us, car keys spinning loosely around his finger.“We’re going to be late,” he said without looking up.I ignored him and crouched slightly in front of Leo instead.“Be good in school today.”“I’m always good.”“That’s debatable.”Leo gasped softly in betrayal while I laughed under my breath before kissing his forehead.“Bye, mummy.”“Bye, baby.”Hayes finally pushed himself off the wall and opened the door.“Come on, menace.”Leo grabbed Hayes’ hand immediately before they both headed outside.I st

I nodded slowly.A strange feeling settled heavily in my stomach again. “She might be in some kind of trouble…”The words settled heavily between us.Before Hayes could say anything, one of the doctors finally walked out of the emergency room.I stood immediately.“How is she?”“She’s stable,” the doctor answered calmly.Relief hit me so fast my knees almost weakened.The doctor continued.“She collapsed from severe exhaustion and dehydration. There were also symptoms consistent with a panic attack.”Panic attack.Something about hearing those words made my chest tighten strangely.“She’ll be okay?” Hayes asked.“Yes. No major injuries.”Thank God.“But,” the doctor added carefully, “she does have some bruising.”I frowned immediately.“What kind of bruising?”The doctor hesitated slightly.“Nothing severe enough to confirm physical abuse,” he answered professionally. “But there are older marks.”A strange feeling settled uneasily in my stomach.The doctor gave us a small reassuring n

By the time I finally got back into my car, my head was already pounding.The hospital smell still clung to me faintly.I tightened my grip slightly against the steering wheel before exhaling slowly.Hayes had insisted I leave.“You have work,” he told me calmly after Camille finally settled down a little. “I’ll take her home.”I didn’t feel completely comfortable leaving them.Especially not with the way Camille looked every few seconds toward the hospital door like someone would suddenly walk in and drag her back somewhere she was terrified of returning to.But my phone had been vibrating nonstop for nearly an hour.Mia was calling nonstop. So eventually, I left.The drive to the company felt blurry.My mind kept replaying everything.Camille’s shaking voice.The bruises on her wrist.The genuine fear in her eyes.My stomach twisted uncomfortably.I parked quickly before grabbing my bag and walking into the building.The moment I stepped out of the elevator, Mia practically rushed t

I knocked softly against the guest room door before pushing it open slowly.The room was quiet.Camille sat near the large window beside the bed, her body turned slightly toward the fading evening light outside. She had changed already. Fresh clothes. Her dark hair looked slightly damp near the ends like she had washed her face recently.But somehow she still looked exhausted.She turned quickly when she heard the door open.For a second, something nervous crossed her face before she immediately tried to compose herself again.I gave her a small smile as I walked further inside.“How’re you feeling?”Camille lowered her eyes almost immediately.“I’m doing better,” she said quietly. “Thanks to you.”Her voice still sounded careful.Like she was afraid of saying the wrong thing.Before I could respond, she spoke again quickly.“Thank you for letting me stay here tonight.” Her fingers tightened together slightly on her lap. “And I’m really sorry for inconveniencing your family. I promise

I headed upstairs once the food was fully arranged on the table.The house felt calmer now.Not quiet exactly.I could still hear Pierce and Ford talking downstairs, their voices carrying faintly through the hallway, but it felt normal.I stopped in front of the guest room door and knocked softly before pushing it open.Camille was lying on the bed.One arm was beneath her head while she stared blankly at the ceiling, as if she was somewhere far away in her mind.She turned slightly when she heard me walk in.My chest tightened a little immediately.Her eyes were swollen.Red too.She had definitely cried after I left earlier.But now she was changed into an oversized hoodie and softer-looking sweatpants, her dark hair slightly messy around her shoulders.She looked more comfortable physically.Emotionally though?Not even close.“Dinner is ready,” I said softly.Camille hesitated briefly before sitting up slowly.“Okay.”She got off the bed quietly and followed me downstairs.The clo