Ex-husband’s Regret

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The actions were swift and seamless.

It was only then that I realized Frank's skills were quite impressive.

Jack was kicked far away, sending a table full of teacups crashing down.

A waiter approached, and Alan immediately stepped forward to handle the payment.

"Do you think my girlfriend is someone you can just push around?"

I was in Frank's arms, recovering from the shock, and noticed his intense anger.

He had always disliked Jack, and now that Jack had dropped his facade, Frank was naturally furious.

"What do I want?" Jack slowly got up from the floor, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly laughed. It was a self-deprecating laugh. The atmosphere around him turned dark and oppressive, but he didn't answer Frank's question. Instead, he focused solely on me. "Charlotte, consider what I said."

"Frank..." His sudden change of demeanor left me still trembling, my heart pounding. I took a deep breath and looked at Frank. "I want to go home."

"Alright."

Frank held me as we started to leave, but Jack spoke, stopping us in our tracks.

"Charlotte, don't you want the antidote? If you don't get the antidote, Grandma will die."

"Didn't you say Grandma is very important to you? She's been so good to you, giving you the Shaw family. Can you really bear to watch her pass away before she's had the chance to fully enjoy her family life?"

I tightened my grip on Frank's hand, my breathing slowing down.

Frank gently pried my anxious hand away and, while rubbing it, asked, "Do you trust me?"

"Of course," I answered without hesitation.

In this world, I could distrust anyone but Frank.

Moreover, I believed he would have a better solution than I could.

Given my current situation, it was best to stay behind him. Otherwise, if something happened to the baby,

I would be overwhelmed with guilt.

Seeing his intention, I pressed my lips together. "Then I wait for you in the car."

I had always trusted and appreciated Jack.

But now, thinking it over... I wouldn't interfere with what Frank needed to do.

Alan quickly followed, escorting me to the car.

The tea house had already been taken over by Jack.

Alan handled the situation with transfers and threats to convince the owner and his staff to hide.

None of us wanted the innocent to get caught in the cross fire.

The compensation was paid, so how they fought was none of our concern.

Frank had wanted to deal with Jack for a long time.

Previously, he had restrained himself out of consideration for me.

Now that I was no longer a concern, he wasn't going to hold back any longer. After all, the other party wasn't a ninja turtle.From NôvelDrama.Org.

Yet, even as he acted, he was mindful of something.

He still held back somewhat.

"Antidote."

Jack pressed on his abdomen, spat out a mouthful of blood, and sneered with irony.

"You can beat me to death, but Charlotte's Grandma won't survive either."

Frank clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking ominously.

His usual casual demeanor disappeared, replaced by a cold, lethal intensity. "The fact that I'm here talking to you is because of the favor you did for Charlotte. But that doesn't mean I can't make you hand over the antidote." Jack remained unyielding. "I'll only tell Charlotte and only give the antidote to Charlotte."

Frank smiled, but his eyes were cold and merciless. "Jack, I know what you're thinking, but as long as I'm alive, you won't get away with it."

"And if you die?"

Frank seemed to find this a huge joke. "My life hasn't been smooth. If I could die early, I would have. I've survived through hell and back, and as long as I'm here with everything I meant to have, then I won't die." Jack showed no sign of backing down. "Some things you'll never know."