Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 434

Hearing this, Frank pulled me close again, still deliberately keeping a stern expression. "And what else, Charlotte? Say it all at once."

I was slightly taken aback. "What else did you find out?

"What should I have found out?"

My gaze flickered, growing uncertain. I didn't know how extensive his network was. But since he could find out that Jack owned the house I was living in, he must have known other things as well....

I hugged him and hesitantly said, "Frank, it wasn't that serious... And it's already been cured."

This time, he was the one who was stunned.

"Cured?"

"Yes." I nodded. "Jack introduced me to a very skilled psychologist, a very kind woman who helped me a

lot....

"A psychologist?" He suddenly grabbed my shoulders, pulling us apart, his eyes filled with turbulence!

I then realized something. "You... didn't know?"

"Psychologist..." Frank murmured, looking deeply into my eyes. "You... had depression? When did this happen?"

"A long time ago!" I was sure he didn't know and didn't want him to feel guilty, so I only said part of it. "It was diagnosed before your incident."

his embrace, pulling

you an idiot? Why didn't you

I patted his head. "That's why I need Frank. According to the law of balance, a smart person should be paired with an idiot, right?" "You really are an idiot." Frank pinched my face

in my lower abdomen. I was about to tell him I needed to use

took the opportunity to

towards the bathroom and answered the call with a neutral

if Charlotte really went there, finding out the details

found a small amount

made a

the other end of

the news. Paulina is probably busy and

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you directly."

lit a cigarette, staying calm

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for two years, and even attempted suicide by slitting her wrists last summer..." Frank's eyes widened, his voice trembling. "The specific date. Or did something happen before she... slit

"Local time, August 23rd."

had burned himself with the cigarette, and

the burn.

was the pain in

had slit her wrists... on his birthday

a moment, his heart felt like

hard drag on the cigarette, coughing