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.

that when we faced Luke again, past events might

a direct attack, but it's hard to guard

my forehead and placed a

were children, I extended my pinky towards him. "You promise me, and you promise yourself too. Frank,

hooked his finger with mine, and shook it slightly. "Charlotte, from

your life!" I immediately felt it was ominous.

remembered seeing him in Frankes and knew it was likely a case of mistaken identity or my own illusion, but still, almost by a twist of fate, I asked. "By the way, where were you last year on this day?" Frank thought

wound. "But I didn't get to see you. Do you think if we had met that day, you might have

you wouldn't have slit your wrists,' Frank added

understood the implication behind his

My heart trembled slightly.

person I saw that day

It wasn't a mistake.

wasn't

but he saved

I did see you. You went to the Champs-Alyseas that

eyes widened, and his breathing became

I gave

you sent by heaven to save me? After that incident, I felt hopeful, and within a few months, I was able

looked doubtful, with guilt still

you don't believe me, you can have someone check my doctor's prescription records. Everything you've given me