Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 325

This was the first time Frank showed such an expression.

It was hard to say if it was nervousness, excitement, or anxiety...

In any case, it was completely different from his usual rebellious demeanor.

At that moment, it felt as if I saw a glimpse of the old Ryan in him.

Suddenly, I became even more composed, almost cold-hearted, suppressing all the emotions that almost burst forth, and turned decisively.

"Yeah, go on."

Before Frank could hang up the phone, he stepped forward, wrapped me in his arms with one hand, and no matter how much I struggled, he held me tightly.

On the other end of the line, there were a few more words exchanged. He then said calmly, "Be more careful and don't let anyone lead you astray. I'll come over after I finish comforting someone."

With that, he ended the call, shoved his phone into his pocket, and squeezed my face with his large hand, deforming it. He looked at me with a hint of grievance. "Why are you running away? Didn't you hear what! just said?"

"Let me go."

ignoring me, pinched my cheeks again. "Answer me

hand away, forcing him to release me, then gently pressed my lips together, suppressing the bitterness. "Frank... Mr. Smith, I'm not like you. I don't want to play games, and I can't afford to." "Play games?" Frank's expression changed slightly, and he clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction. "Do you think I'm just playing around

"Isn't that so?"

softly. I shivered and hunched my shoulders. "Just like you said, if there's no news about Miss Shaw in the next two days, you won't wait anymore. But there's news now, right? Yet you're still asking

the backup was

my grandmother and Megan have said a lot to me, and I almost took it seriously. But at that moment, with clarity, I looked at the

flock to him. It wouldn't be my

even greater than it was with

at his lips and spoke

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Chapter 325

"I don't know."

sniffled, tightened my down coat, and kicked a pebble, speaking softly,

just

smiled dismissively and

instinctively looking

god." He flicked my forehead, shoved the night snack into my hand, and

don't need your