Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 276

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Most people knock on doors with a pattern of either two short knocks and one long or two long and one short.

But this person outside was different. Knock knock, knock knock, knock knock, knock, knock knock, knock

Knock knock, knock knock, knock, knock, knock knock, knock knock, knock, knock-

Knock, knock-knock! Knock, knock-knock!

The knocking rhythm even reminded me of a familiar childhood tune.

But that didn't help with my morning grumpiness.

I shuffled out of the bedroom in my slippers, grumpily opened the door, and saw Frank standing there in a loose hoodie, his hair somewhat disheveled. Seeing me still in my pajamas, he smirked. "Charlotte, do you remember that you need to go today?"

to Jeswood

"Of course I remember. I sent you a WhatsApp message last night asking about the departure time, but you didn't reply."

Since I still needed his help with the Jeswood market, my morning grumpiness showed, though it was somewhat considerate.

"I was just trying to let you sleep in a bit longer, but why are you up so early today?" He leaned lazily against my door frame, his eyelids heavy.

"I haven't slept yet."

go home and get

to catch up on sleep too. I hadn't had a good

me. "Are you telling me to sleep, or do

you're not standing in front of

to the bedroom to

two pieces of bread and some yogurt from the fridge

the door again, Frank was already gone, I checked my phone and saw a message he'd sent

"Downstairs"

style, no

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Chapter 276

that he wasn't driving his usual sports car

car, politely asked, "Are you Ms.

"Yes, I am."

already in the

suitcase and opened the rear

on the other side, wearing

close enough that the drive on the motorway takes less than

couldn't stay awake, and adjusted to a comfortable position, leaning against the headrest to sleep

deeply, but I faintly heard a low