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-

of Frank's door, I pressed

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

looked weary,

at night, won't it be hard to explain if

taken aback. "Wasn't it you who

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a cold, mocking smile. "Do you still think it's like two years ago, when I was your obedient pet, ready to come

a brief pause in our conversation. After hesitating

aching...

dismissively interrupted. "Even if I'm in agony, I don't need someone else's wife to take care of

hurting, just massage them yourself. I'll be going

leave, he looked increasingly cold and raised his hand

seeing me drenched, he frowned in displeasure and snorted. "Come in and change. If you catch cold, Mr. Frost will come looking

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

my fists, remained silent, and stepped inside as he maneuvered the wheelchair to

top shelf," he said lightly, then maneuvered his wheelchair to the living

the shoe cabinet and found a pair of slippers on the top shelf-exactly the ones I had worn when I visited two years

one pair of shoes on

distance, his expression icy. You can find clothes in Alana's room. Pick

in the bathroom," he

I nodded in

where I had once broken a piggy bank, and one was an eSports room. The two guest rooms were occupied by Megan and Alana,

didn't search too carefully. I simply picked a dark

carried my wet clothes out and found him

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

even glance my way, merely responding with a terse,

Sorry for

"Okay."

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about to leave when I suddenly saw him bending down as if trying to massage his calf. He seemed to struggle a bit,

learned some massage techniques over the past two years. My