Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

I lay in the hospital bed and nodded. "Yes, Frank."

Initially, as I was searching for Frank, I had slowly come to accept the possibility that he might be dead. But lying in the hospital bed that time, I thought it through again. He definitely wasn't dead.

That encounter on the street that day must have been some kind of divine guidance.

After that, my condition improved rapidly, as if someone who was on the brink of death suddenly had hope for recovery.

At that moment, Frank no longer had his usual nonchalant demeanor. His expression was serious. "No, Charlotte, you can't do this again..."

"Then you need to protect yourself."

I wasn't afraid of his serious tone. I then said deliberately, "Frank, if you dare to get into trouble, I'll kill myself for you."

"Are you threatening me?"

"Yes, I'm threatening you. Are you scared?"

"Yes." He was helpless against me, his eyes full of fear and affection. "I'm not afraid of anything except that something might happen to you."

"Then promise me, you must protect yourself."

I was also afraid.

feared that when we faced Luke

but it's hard to guard against

my forehead and placed a kiss

children, I extended my pinky towards him. "You promise me, and you

shook it slightly. "Charlotte,

I want your life!" I immediately felt it was ominous. "I

likely a case of mistaken identity or my own illusion, but still, almost by a twist

to my wound. "But I didn't get to see you. Do you

wouldn't have slit your wrists,' Frank added

understood the implication behind

My heart trembled slightly.

the person I saw

It wasn't a mistake.

it wasn't

didn't actually meet, but he saved me

I did see you.

his breathing became erratic. "Did

I gave

by heaven to save me? After that incident, I felt

looked doubtful, with guilt

at him honestly. "If you don't believe me, you can have someone check my