Ex-husband’s Regret

Later that evening, before Frank returned, my phone suddenly pinged with a couple of messages. *Charlotte, are you really not considering my suggestion?"

"Don't make things difficult for Frank. He won't be able to get the antidote. Aren't you afraid he might get into trouble?"

My fingers tightened around the phone, so much that my fingertips lost their color and my face turned pale.

My heart ached.

I couldn't help but marvel at how well Jack knew me after all these years. He truly was a good friend.

He knew how to get to me.

I didn't even dare to imagine what I would do if something happened to Frank...

And what about the baby?

would

Could it be that my issues cost Frank his life?

I felt a chill spread through me, staring blankly at Grandma, who was unconscious. I hadn't noticed when my face had become wet with tears. "Charlotte, I'm back..."

Frank entered and, noticing my tears, frowned and wiped them away. "Why are you crying?"

"Frank..."

I sniffled, only able to call out his name before hugging him and sobbing uncontrollably.

I didn't say anything, so he had to guess.

While gently rubbing my back, he softly asked, "Did Dr. Travis say something about Grandma?"

"No." I shook my head whilst sobbing.Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

"Then..."

Frank's sharp gaze fell on the phone I had left lying nearby. His voice became deep. "Did Jack say something to you again?"

I was momentarily stunned and became hesitant,

I had always known he was smart, but I didn't expect him to be able to see through everything.

Before I could think it through, he pulled up a chair and sat down, leaning forward slightly to meet my gaze. "Charlotte, I thought we had a tacit understanding on these matters."

I was taken aback. "What understanding...

"When faced with problems, whether good or bad, we should be honest with each other."

Frank's usual nonchalance vanished. His brown eyes fixed on me intently. "Unless you don't trust me,

or in

your heart, our relationship is only meant for when we're in dire straits?"

"No!" I hurriedly denied it, speaking earnestly. "It's not like that!"

"Not like that?" he asked. "Then what does your hesitation just now represent?"

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I took a deep breath, trying to communicate my thoughts in his style. "I'm just worried about your safety."

"Then I promise you, nothing will happen to me, okay?"

Seeing me speak sincerely, Frank's expression softened slightly. He wiped the tears from the corner of my eye with his fingertip and spoke gently. "Why are you still like a crybaby from when we were kids? I really can't stand seeing you cry. In the future, if you want to cry, how about you just bite me?"

As he spoke, he held out his wrist to my mouth.

I gave him a reproachful look. "I'm not a puppy."

"Alright, alright, you're not."

He sighed, then got back to the main topic. "Our guess was correct. Jack is indeed the mastermind, and he has the antidote."

I grasped Frank's hand tightly.

Frank continued to comfort me while saying, "I've already sent people to find the antidote. If they can't find it, we'll have to try another method."

"Frank, try not to push him too much. Jack..."

Frank pursed his lips slightly and interrupted. "Afraid I might hurt him?"

I sighed. "I'm worried about you getting hurt. The Renolds family's background is quite complex, and his subordinates are probably not like the people you usually deal with."

Frank was from a good background, but considering his past, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he grew up stepping over other people's bodies.

He had always been ruthless with his enemies.

Moreover, Jack was like a pain in the ass to him.

He had long wanted to remove it.

But doing so would inevitably bring pain and blood, making it hard for him to escape in one piece.