Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 387

Chapter 387

"What's next? Just confirming that he's doing well will be enough."

I was momentarily taken aback but quickly realized something. "I don't want to anticipate anything

anymore.

I can't really describe my feelings toward Frank. The only thought I've had over the past two years is hoping to hear from him, hoping that he is still alive and well.

The next day, Jane and I went to the Charlotte Jewelry together.

Austin had been promoted to Deputy Director of the Design Department and now had his own independent office.

When he saw me through the French windows at the company, he was overjoyed and rushed to Jane's office, "Ms. Wilson! You're finally back at the company. I've been looking forward to your return day and night."

"You missed her so much?" Jane teased with a smile. "When she's not here, you're the one in charge, enjoying yourself. Why would you look forward to her coming back?"

In the two years I was away, the Charlotte Jewelry had grown rapidly, even leasing the office space on the floors below, totaling two floors.

Now, there were

significant authority. Jane Insisted on keeping the position of Design Director vacant for me, so for the past two years,

rubbed his head. "That's not quite it. Working under Ms.

smiled. "I reviewed every design draft you submitted, especially yours. I've been

Austin was surprised. "So, you were the one who did

I nodded. "Yes."

I went abroad, the final drafts were sent to

one knew who the designer behind the Charlotte

my mentor, my design style became bolder and

and delighted, and joked with Jane, "Miss Greenwood, you're not

anything.

you everything, you'd know the reviewer is someone familiar, and there

design. After smiling, he looked back at me. "So, does the fact that I've been Tejected fewer times in the past year mean I've made

mentor has recognized

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"Really?"

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you, is it? If it is, I have to say, that's impressive. We were all amazed by the designs at this year's fashion show." “Alright, alright,” Jane interjected. "There

me a pile of

was tasked with sorting