Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 393

Her words caused the previously light-hearted atmosphere in the private room to fall silent for a moment.

I followed her gaze and saw Frank at a glance.

The man held a wine glass with his slender fingers, his dark shirt sleeves casually rolled up, revealing his lean forearms. The watch on his wrist reflected a cold, dim light.

At the sound, he cocked his brows slightly and glanced over. That was when we locked gazes.

He was indeed alive.

I felt both surprised and delighted, and a smile involuntarily spread across my lips, "Frank..."

As I was about to say something, I suddenly realized that his gaze towards me was devoid of warmth, as if he were naturally an emotionless and indifferent person. It was no different from looking at a stranger.

The man looked at me with a casual demeanor, seemingly waiting for me to speak first, yet also somewhat puzzled.

It sent chills down my spine, cutting off all my words.

The others in the room also looked at me with some confusion

irty two years ago.

Among them were two people I had seen at Bethany's birthday party two

Frank's childhood friends.

had opened the door earlier asked, "Is there something you need to

a smile. "No... no, it's nothing. I just didn't expect to run into him in Jelaston.

alive, that

the private room, and Jane approached m/. "What happened? Did you run into someone

"No."

and changed the subject.

Yasmin again during the

the earlier interruption, I was somewhat

I didn't expect things

over, Jack went to the front hall to

Jane and I walked out, the door to another

the wheelchair, stopping Frank, who was trying to remove the thin blanket from his legs. She was very affectionate yet assertive. "Did you forget what the doctor

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it on."

this time. He merely

with surprise,

my head,

by, the woman called out to me with

he's changed his contact information. Do you want to add him on WhatsApp, for easier contact

her a sidelong glance. It was hard to tell what

feared it might be a test, so'l didn't want to create more trouble. I glanced at Frank's legs, suppressed the impulse to ask, and said, partly as a response, partly as an explanation, "No need. We're indeed just friends. We

had been

hadn't been completely out of touch. During many lonely,