Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 375

1 suddenly stood up on my tiptoes, and threw myself into his embrace. My arms wrapped tightly around his waist.

"Such enthusiasm? He seemed pleased, rubbing the back of my head." Have you thought about what you needed to think about?"

"I have." As I spoke, my gaze swept over to Ryan, who was standing at the door with a stern expression.

Before I could say anything, Ryan's well-defined fingers tapped lightly on the door. "Honey, it's time to go home."

"I'll handle it." Frank patted my head, gently releasing me and turning to leave.

"Frank!" I called out to him. He seemed to sense something, his lean body stiffening slightly, but he still responded, "Yeah? What's up?"

I dared not look into his eyes. Summoning all my strength, I said as casually as possible, "He's here to pick me up."

He pursed his lips, but he wasn't smiling. His tone bewildered. "What did you say?"

"I've had enough fun. I need to go back to being Mrs. Frost." I shrugged nonchalantly. "Frank, let's go our separate ways."

I cruelly left him behind, just as Ryan had left me in the basement that night.

Ryan wrapped his arm around my shoulders as we left.

We looked like a loving couple.

The moment the elevator doors closed, I pulled away from him and took a step back. "Ryan, this month doesn't include sleeping together, right?" The words were so unsavory.

Yet I remained calm, as if discussing business with a client.

a disinfecting wipe, cleaning my

doesn't

moving into the Frost family's residence, nor will I live with

you doing this for him?" His brows showed a hint of mockery. "Then

at home for the mistress?" I

The elevator doors opened, and he pulled me by the wrist, striding out and quickly shoving me into the car. "Charlotte, does being Mrs. Frost mean nothing to you

moved away from him. "It still

he was about to speak, I said

I once

person I wanted to

identity that

felt like

me so tightly

by lightning. After a moment, he calmed down and instructed the

said I'm not going to

"You don't get

you threatening

put it that

"Fine then."

him, staring at him and emphasizing each word as I said, "As long as you stop making things

want!

sneered. "Are you willing to

"Ryan, If you want to kill

turned red instantly. He reached out to touch my head, but his hand froze

turning my gaze to