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."

with him pinching my cheeks, looked somewhat comical. He chuckled and, ignoring me, pinched my cheeks again. "Answer me first. If I'm satisfied with your

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."

"Isn't that so?"

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 me the same questions. Do you think I'm the backup,

context, the backup

said a lot to me, and I almost took it seriously. But at that

flock to him. It wouldn't

between us is even greater

exceptionally clear gaze, pulled at his lips and spoke with his usual indifference, "Do you think I'm

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Chapter 325

"I don't know."

coat, and kicked a pebble, speaking softly, "I only know that you're

was just a

dismissively and said, "Is it possible that I prefer someone from

paused, instinctively looking up.

forehead, shoved the night snack into my hand, and said, "I can't promise much, but Charlotte, I am definitely not Ryan. Alright, go

need your