Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 590

My mom quickly caught me and held me steady.

But due to this delay, Grandma had successfully gone out of the house.

I hurriedly grabbed an umbrella to chase after her.

My mom stopped me, "You can't run. Take it slow. I'll go."

She swapped the large umbrella she had for my small one and went after Grandma.

I couldn't slow down my pace at all. making sure not to harm the baby, I tried to keep up with them as quickly as possible.

My mom had already caught up with Grandma, but Grandma was struggling fiercely, repeatedly calling out Ben's name. They were both drenched, and the umbrella was ineffective against the rain.

I stepped forward to offer my umbrella, but the wind was too strong, and it barely provided any cover. Besides, Grandma wouldn't let me shield her.

"Ben, you need to take me to find Ben!"

My mom didn't dare use too much force for fear of hurting Grandma, so she just went along with her outside.

She looked back worriedly and said to me, "You should go home now. It's autumn, and your immunity is low during pregnancy. Getting wet in the rain could easily give you a cold, and that would be troublesome. I was already soaked.

few seconds, my mom and Grandma

for a moment, and decided that I needed to focus

I prepared to call the bodyguards stationed in the underground garage to

I could see who it was, I was picked up in a

the familiar clean scent, I swallowed my gasp and asked, "Why

held me securely, striding upstairs directly

shower, adjusted the temperature, and

didn't resist. Within a few moments,

feel the cold, warmth

drenched and completely soaked, had his black shirt clinging to

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with rainwater

He looked very detached.

"Are you angry?"

warm water, handed me a bathrobe to put on, and then carried me to

pulled the blanket over me snugly and went to get the hairdryer

situation was urgent. I was also thinking about the

long fingers ran through my hair, drying it thoroughly before turning

rain outside pounded on the windows, and the

the bedside lamp on, Frank's brown