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.

when we faced Luke

dodge a direct attack, but it's hard to guard against a

forehead and placed a

towards him. "You promise

smile, hooked his finger with mine, and shook it slightly. "Charlotte, from now on, no one can take my life, except

I immediately felt it

illusion, but still, almost by a twist

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

you wouldn't have slit your wrists,' Frank

implication behind

My heart trembled slightly.

the person I saw

It wasn't a mistake.

wasn't an

didn't actually meet, but he

I did see you. You went to the Champs-Alyseas that evening, didn't

eyes widened, and his breathing became erratic.

gave a

could dwell on it, grasping his hand tightly. "Frank, were you sent by heaven to save me? After that incident, I felt hopeful, and within a few months, I was able

with guilt still in

don't believe me, you can have someone check my