Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

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Although Frank constantly talked about money, he arranged for me to stay at a six-star hotel in Jeswood.

I originally planned to return to delaston that night, but Frank said on the phone, "I'm going to Jelaston tomorrow. I can give you a ride back." "Alright."

Might as well enjoy a free Bentley ride.

The next day, I intended to sleep in until I woke up naturally, but a phone call disturbed me.

"Come downstairs."

It was Frank's lazy voice.

After being woken up by him for two consecutive days, I couldn't help but feel irritated. "Dude, did you stay up all night again?"

"Oh, is someone cranky in the morning?"

I took a deep breath to calm myself and forced a smile. "Of course not, just concerned about you. Mr. Smith, what's the occasion so early in the morning?" Frank yawned. "Madam Shaw wants to see you."

"Huh?" I was a bit surprised, and affected by his yawn, I got out of bed while yawning and asked, "Now?" He suddenly spoke sharply. "When do you think? Do you think I have nothing better to do or that I've been secretly in love with you for years and am waiting downstairs at this hour?"

"Alright, 15 minutes."

up, changed into a new outfit, and grabbed my bag

car was arrogantly parked under the parking canopy. The owner leaned casually against the car, his head slightly lowered as he played with a

jogged over.

you use a stopwatch?" He glanced at his watch and said nonchalantly. "15 minutes, not a second

me for being

consider

get into the back seat of the Bentley, he said, "Ms. Wilson, I'm going to have to ask

down on the car door, nodded towards the driver's

he comfortably settled into the

with no other

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Shaw family's residence location, it

in the driver's seat, and was about to complain about his lack of gentlemanly manners when I saw him pull out

been born a

brake, and the car moved at a steady speed until we arrived at the Shaw

had a standard western garden, located on the side of a hill, quiet

me

reached over and tapped his shoulder, "Mr.

No response.

"Frank? Frank?"

me by my name in the future. It