Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 520

Frank gave me a sidelong glance, not responding and maintaining his firm grip, not allowing me to withdraw. He took out his phone and made a call.

In a short while, a waiter brought in iodine swabs and an ointment.

Frank broke the swab, gently applied iodine to my wound, his long eyelashes casting shadows over his emotions. His voice, though somewhat muffled, was clear. "I can't change how you lived before, but from now on, you need to take good care of yourself." "Where you are careless, I will handle things for you."

I felt a shiver inside, my eyes welling up with tears. I pursed my lips, finding myself on the verge of crying.

It turned out that people cried not only when they were sad.

Before I could speak, the man's large hand, which had always claimed to be incapable of handling delicate tasks like treating wounds, was now applying the ointment with skill. He was more meticulous than he ever was while signing billion-dollar contracts. The cool ointment spread through my limbs like an electric current.

It made me involuntarily shrink back.

Frank frowned slightly, holding my ankle to keep me from moving, and said grumpily, "Now you know it hurts?"

"No, it doesn't hurt."

It wasn't really painful.

cool ointment felt much better compared to the friction inside the shoes

the ointment with precise movements. He

against mine, his brown eyes reflecting helplessness as he

like

even a little

overbearing.

to imprint his current affectionate and

old and gray in the future, I hope to remember these fragments of intense

a good kisser. When I took the initiative, it was usually

blushed deeply and pulled back, feeling a

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clothes, he held me in his arms with one hand and pinched my

at the door. Alana stood there, smiling brightly, with a teasing