Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 395

Chapter 395

Jane curiously leaned over. "What's up? Whose message is it?”

I locked the screen. "It's from Frank."

"Frank? What does he want? Is he still sulking about how things went down at the restaurant tonight? Does he feel he didn't perform well?"

"No." I spoke a bit awkwardly, "He's legs are aching, probably a lingering issue from the explosion. I need to check on him."

Jane glared at me in frustration. "Just now, I was asking if you'd prioritize romance over friendship in the future, and now it seems you're prioritizing romance already?"

I fawned over her, massaging her shoulders. "Jane, how could I prioritize romance over friendship? I'm just going to check on him. What would you like to eat? I'll bring back some late-night snacks for y

you."

"Well, he has a girlfriend, doesn't he? What's your excuse for visiting him?"

"It's not his girlfriend."

touched my ear. "She's his cousin."

"Alright, alright, go on."

Jane sighed in relief and cheerfully pushed me out the door.

On the way to Jelaston Summit, as we approached the garage, the security guard stopped me.

He said that the property management had implemented a new rule that outside vehicles were not allowed in.

I tried calling Frank, but no one answered.

I had no choice but to leave my car by the roadside, borrow an umbrella from the security guard, and walk into the neighborhood.

Despite the torrential summer rain, my high heels were soaked, and my long dress was clinging to my legs.

Even though it was summer, the cold air in the elevator gave me a shiver.

Ding Dong-

in front of Frank's door, I

the door opened. Frank, in a black T-shirt and olive green cargo shorts, was sitting in

looked weary,

late at night,

it you who sent

you a

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to find it amusing, his lips curving into a cold, mocking smile. "Do you still think it's like two years ago, when I was your obedient pet,

hesitating for a moment, I continued,

aching...

in agony, I don't need someone else's wife to take

I mean, if your legs are hurting, just massage them yourself. I'll be going

he looked increasingly cold and raised his hand to close the

snorted. "Come in and change. If you catch cold, Mr. Frost will come

used to me begging you and trying to please you? Can't you just listen to a normal conversation?" He

inside as he maneuvered the

said lightly, then maneuvered his wheelchair to the living

on the top shelf-exactly the ones

pair of shoes on

find clothes in Alana's room. Pick whatever you like. She

clean towels in the

got it." I

living areas. One bedroom was his, one was the study where I had once

didn't search too carefully. I simply picked a dark green spaghetti strap dress and

clothes out and found him working

door, hesitated briefly, and said, "Please let Alana know that I'll wash the clothes and return them

didn't even glance my way, merely responding with

leaving now. Sorry for

"Okay."

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down as if trying to massage

walked over. "I've learned some massage techniques over the