Ex-husband’s Regret

The meeting location was sent to my phone by Jack.

It was a tranquil and serene tea house.

Frank and I walked in together. "Jack."

Jack turned around, and when he saw Frank, something flickered in his eyes, and he almost couldn't keep his emotions in check.

His gaze briefly swept over my abdomen, and he gave his usual gentle smile. "Charlotte, didn't I ask you to come alone?"

For some reason, I felt that something was different, but my subconscious trust in him made me not think too much about it. I smiled and explained, "Jack, Frank doesn't feel at ease letting me go out alone..."

Frank held me close and looked at Jack. His brown eyes instantly turned icy, and with a tense tone, he interrupted. "I think the injury in your arm might have damaged the basal ganglia."

I was momentarily stunned, then realized what he meant.

The basal ganglia were involved in controlling the smoothness and rhythm of speech.

Frank was essentially saying that Jack had a big mouth but couldn't speak properly.

But Jack didn't take offense. He glanced at Frank and said, "Mr. Smith, could you give Charlotte and me a moment alone?"

Hearing this, I was worried that Frank might get jealous again and gently tugged at his sleeve.

Frank pressed his tongue against his molars, suppressing his anger, "Don't worry. I'm not that petty."

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"I'll be right outside. If you sense anything wrong, call me immediately" Frank whispered in my ear and then turned to leave.

If it weren't for Grandma, he probably wouldn't have left me alone here.

But he knew what choice I would make, so he didn't make things difficult for me.

I composed myself and looked at Jack. "Jack, what did you mean by what you said-on the phone? Do you know where I can get the antidote?" "Please, sit down first."

Jack gestured for me to sit, poured tea for me, and then stared at me with a complex array of emotions in his eyes. Finally, he even gave a wry smile. "Charlotte, are you here today for me, or just for Grandma?"

I was slightly taken aback, pressed my lips together, and asked, "What... is wrong?"

The sense of something being off grew stronger.

Jack took a sip of tea, put the cup down, and with a voice still gentle from the tea, said something that

left me dumbfounded!

"Just for Grandma, right? Charlotte, I can give you the antidote, but I have one condition."

"What condition?"

"Leave Frank." He glanced outside where Frank stood in the shadow of the leaves, his figure dim and indistinct. His eyes showed an almost pathological obsession. "Then, be with me." "Jack..."

I couldn't believe it. The tea cup I had just lifted nearly slipped from my hand, spilling hot tea over me and causing a sharp, burning pain that was all too vivid.

What Jack said wasn't just in my imagination.

Seeing this, Jack immediately came over, trying to grab my arm. "What's the matter...?"

"Jack!"

I was startled and jumped up, avoiding his grasp. My hasty movement caused the heavy chair to fall to the ground with a loud crash.

Jack froze, his hand hovering in mid-air, and he pursed his lips. "Do you... think I would hurt you?"

I squeezed my palms, unsure of how to respond. Fortunately, Frank heard the commotion, burst in, grabbed Jack's arm, and twisted it forcefully. He shielded me behind him and kicked out with his leg

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