Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 472

Zachary's awkwardness lasted only for a moment. Soon, he regained his composure, showing no emotion. "Yeah, I came with Charlie to take a look."

Jane, dressed in a red dress that made her porcelain skin stand out, lazily glanced outside. "Where's Charlie?"

Since that night when she celebrated Frank's birthday, Charlie had taken to sending her WhatsApp messages frequently.

"Do you like this handbag?"

"Is this necklace pretty?"

"Want to go out for a drink?"

It was obvious what he meant, and Jane, who wasn't a naive girl, understood his intentions immediately.

"Jane." Zachary, who usually kept to himself, pointed out, "Charlie is interested in you, but he's not right for you."

Upon hearing this, Jane cocked her brows in surprise. The phrase "he's not right for you" was different from "you're not right for him." While it sounded similar at first, it had a different essence, and it didn't carry the condescension typical of wealthy people. She couldn't help but laugh. "Isn't it a bit inappropriate to undermine your friend like this?"

Zachary was indifferent. "If you don't tell him, he won't know."

It wasn't that he didn't want his friend to do well, but as men, they understood each other's intentions too well. Charlie was just attracted to her beauty and the novelty of it. If he hadn't overheard that phone call earlier, he wouldn't have bothered with it. This girl might say she was fine with moving on, but in reality, she would get serious in a relationship.

appeared on her lips as she asked, "If he's not right for

said coldly, "Please

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wasn't bothered. With a flirtatious smile, she wiggled her phone and said, "Let's

Zachary, but they were usually

that moment, Charlie returned with the milk tea and called out to him, "Zachary, where are you

wave and a teasing tone. "Mr. Collins just

then pulled out his phone. "Ms. Greenwood,

official. "So that you can contact me about any issues with

store in the future."

the Smith Group's office building and saw Frank as I was passing through the car park. He was lazily leaning against the door frame. When he saw me park and roll down the window, he motioned to a nearby

security guard quickly responded,

and handed the keys to the security guard. "Thank

guard stood upright and said in a deep voice, "You're

lunchtime, his call drew the attention of several employees coming and going. It felt

was clearly enjoying my discomfort, and, ignoring my irritation, quickly

who saw me bowed