Ex-husband’s Regret

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Jane was enjoying herself on the dance floor. Feeling her bracelet vibrate, she was about to check who was calling when she was suddenly pulled out of the dance area by an unseen force. She stumbled her way into a private room and managed to steady herself. Looking up, she saw a familiar yet cold face.

Before she could say anything, her bracelet vibrated again. Seeing that it was Charlotte calling, she immediately answered, "Why are you calling me repeatedly? Is something wrong?"

"Can you get in touch with Zachary? I can't reach Frank."

"Oh, what a coincidence..." Zachary was right in front of her. Jane raised her hand. "Did you hear that, Mr. Collins?"

At the sound of her voice, Zachary took out his phone and made a call.

Jane then thought of something and asked, "Have you made contact with Alan?"

"No."

Hearing this response, Jane felt a bit more alert. Alan's phone was supposed to be on 24/7. She had always thought he was like a droid, a never-stopping one. Now, there was actually a time when it couldn't be reached, which made her worry the situation might be worse than expected.

But since Charlotte was pregnant, she couldn't voice her concerns directly and could only offer comfort.

"Maybe he's on a plane coming back? Frank is the type who only bullies others and doesn't get bullied himself. I understand that you're emotionally unstable because of your pregnancy and might be overthinking things. But we should also think positively and not just focus on the bad."

While speaking, Jane walked towards Zachary, but her high heels caught on the carpet, causing her to unexpectedly fall into him. Zachary, who was on the phone, caught her with quick reflexes.

In the past, Jane would have flirted with him under such circumstances, but now she just steadied herself and asked seriously, "What's going on?"ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Zachary's large hands, clearly defined, were still holding her arm. Feeling the delicate skin of her palm, his gaze darkened slightly, though his expression remained indifferent. He signaled her to hang up the phone.

Knowing what he meant, Jane quickly said to me, "My phone is running out of battery. Wait for a moment while I charge it, and I'll call you back afterwards."

Zachary cocked his brows. 'Well, she reacted fast enough.'

After she hung up, Zachary said, "Listen, there's been Frank has come into some trouble. He can't contact Charlotte for now. Don't tell her the truth. Just reassure her and tell her that I've contacted them, and Frank will call her back once he's finished." Jane straightened her back. "What happened to Frank?

Before long, Jane's call came in again. I quickly answered, "Hello, Jane, did Zachary manage to get in touch with them?"

"Charlotte, Zachary managed to get in touch. Frank is just dealing with a small matter and will definitely call you back once he's done," said Jane.

Despite Jane's words, I was still uneasy. "Is there a problem at the company? Is Frank alright?"

"Don't worry, Frank is fine. He can take care of himself. Just wait and he will call you. If he doesn't, I'll contact Zachary again."

"Okay." I sighed with relief and reminded, "Please stay safe and come home early."

After hanging up, I waited for a while, but my phone still remained quiet. I had to ask the bodyguard if there was any news about Frank.

The bodyguard, who seemed to have been briefed by Alan, noticed my anxiety and reassured me, "Don't worry, Charlotte. Frank will definitely call you once he's done with his work." Hearing this, I had no other option but to wait.

On the other side of the ocean, Frank sat on the sofa, rolling down his sleeves. He glanced at the broken phone thrown across the room during the fight, his entire demeanor was as cold as a ice. Alan, with his men, had tied up the intruders and handed Frank his own phone.

"Frank, your wife has been trying to reach you. You should call her back. Otherwise, she won't be able to sleep well without hearing from you."

Frank took the phone and dialed the number he knew by heart.

Although I was worried about Frank, I couldn't control my sleepiness. I fell asleep on the sofa while waiting.

When the phone rang, I woke up instantly, almost unable to distinguish between dream and reality.

In my dream, I saw Frank bleeding heavily.

"Frank!" As soon as I answered the call, my voice was hoarse and I was worried. "Why haven't you been answering your phone? What happened?"

"Scared?" His tone was as clear as ever, but I could sharply sense him taking a slight, quick breath. I quickly asked, "Are you injured?"

Frank laughed. "Is being pregnant messing with your head? Can't you hope for some good news from me?" I didn't believe his words. "Have you noticed that you no longer tell me the truth?"