Ex-husband’s Regret

Undoubtedly, the message was from K.

Frank took the phone from me and made a return call- No answer.

I took back the phone and went to the balcony to dial Simone's number.

Hearing my voice, Simone seemed in a bad mood and was even a bit surprised. "Charlotte, you're still

alive..."

Her voice suddenly stopped. "Why are you calling me?"

It was a feigned question.

I had no intention of beating around the bush. I said, "Simone, I know you want to fight for the Shaw family's inheritance for Bethany. Fine, I promise you, I will give all of the portion from Grandma's will that is meant for me to Bethany. Is that acceptable?" "Oh?" Upon hearing this, Simone seemed pleased and replied languidly, "Are you negotiating with me, or are you... asking me?"NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

Tlooked at Grandma, who was quietly sleeping, and suppressed my anger. "You can think of it as whatever you like. I only need the antidote right now. Simone, if something really happens to Grandma, it won't be good for you either, right?"

They had always feared that if Grandma regained consciousness, I would return to the Shaw family. But if they truly harmed Grandma, they wouldn't dare to push her to the brink of death.

It's simply that they were afraid of the inheritance being handed to me as per Grandma's will.

In reality, they could use the antidote as leverage, but if Grandma faced harm due to lack of timely treatment, they should be even more frightened than I am.

I just wasn't willing to take that risk.

Ultimately, this matter is about who can be more ruthless.

Simone chuckled lightly. "Have you thought this through? Even though the Shaw family isn't as influential as it was a couple of years ago, it's still a level most people will never reach in their lifetime. Are you willing to give up inheriting the estate and returning to the Shaw family?"

I responded coldly, "Whether I'm willing or not doesn't matter. Isn't that right? Stop with the nonsense. If you're afraid I might back out, I can sign an agreement, provided you bring the antidote."

Honestly, if it weren't for Grandma, returning to the Shaw family wouldn't matter much to me.

"Are you sure?" she asked incredulously.

"Am I sure?" I almost didn't hesitate and looked at the time. "It's seven now. Before ten, you need to bring the antidote and the agreement to the hospital. I'll be here all the time. Will that be alright?" Simone readily agreed, saying confidently, "Of course, no problem."

After hanging up the phone and returning to the ward, Frank looked at me and, without waiting for me to speak, had already guessed what I had done.

"Simone agreed?"

"Yes, she agreed." I nodded.

Of course, she would agree. They had gone through so much trouble for this very purpose.

While I was on the phone, Alex and Yale had already left.

Yasmin took out a wet wipe from her bag and began to clean my arm, which had been dirtied at the abandoned factory, and sympathetically said, "I will handle this for you, okay?" "No need."

After reaching an agreement with Simone, I felt relieved and smiled at Yasmin, "She and Ben must be the people you dislike the most in your life. It's better for you not to be involved and not have to revisit that old betrayal." I couldn't completely disassociate myself from the situation because Madam Shaw was my biological grandmother.

But Yasmin could stay detached. Since she could remain detached, why drag her back into the disgusting relationship with Simone and Ben, making her repeatedly recall past betrayals? Yasmin was still concerned. "But you..."

"It's fine." I glanced at Frank. "Frank is helping me, and I've already arranged with Simone to bring the antidote later."

Seeing that I was adamant, Yasmin didn't press further, only advising me not to overexert myself. She had Joanne bring dinner over, and after we finished eating together, she left.

In the large ward, apart from Grandma who was sleeping, only Frank and I remained. With a solution in sight, I relaxed and opened my arms to Frank. "Frank, give me a hug."