Ex-husband’s Regret

I'm sure everyone has heard some news.

When I initially denied my mother-daughter relationship with Christine, everyone has been curious since

then."

"Here, I need to clarify..."

Yasmin recounts Simone's past misdeeds and how Christine deceived her, preventing her from recognizing her own daughter.

After all, she was a well-known actress, and tears come easily, just a few drops flow when needed.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Today, she chose a light-colored gown, willingly playing the supporting role for her daughter.

With tearful emotion, her performance was heartfelt and highly infectious.

People in the audience were starting to wipe their tears.

But among the crowd of reporters, there was a woman in a mask whose sharp eyes glint with malice. When Jane came to the lounge to find me, Frank happened to have a call and stepped out to take it.

Jane looked me over, teasingly asking, "What's wrong? Why are your ears so red?"

I shot her a sidelong glance. "What are you thinking? He just suddenly brought up the topic of proposing."

"A proposal? He proposed?"

"No." I mumbled quietly, "He always just mentions it casually, and then it goes nowhere.*

"Your man doesn't seem like that kind of person."

Jane started analyzing for me. "You're too important to him. Proposing is a big deal, and he's probably a bit nervous. This isn't like running a company with a structure to refer to. He definitely wants to give you a unique proposal ceremony." Hearing this, I nodded. "You really have a way of analyzing other people's relationships, but when it comes to yourself..."

As I was saying this, I realized I had hit a sensitive topic.

Seeing Jane's expression dim slightly, I couldn't help but say, "Zachary was injured. I think he wanted you to go see him. I didn't tell you earlier because I thought you were upset last time, and I didn't want you to feel forced to reconcile." "I've been to the hospital," Jane replied nonchalantly. "But I didn't go knowing he was hurt, I heard about it while doing some errands, so I stopped by."

A hint of sarcasm crossed her face. "But coincidentally, I saw him with a beautiful woman feeding him apples, all very intimate. She's probably his dream girl."

She appeared indifferent, but I felt a pang of sympathy and ruffled her hair.

"It's my fault for not paying attention to you lately."

Zachary's actions were making me a bit irritated. "If that's the case, let's change our approach. We don't need someone who's hung up on someone else." Jane raised an eyebrow, "Exactly! I'm not short on men, finding someone who's obedient and understanding is easy."

"Enough about my troubles. Today, you must be happy.

Knock, knock-

Just then, someone knocked on the lounge door.

Jane went to open it.

"Joanne."

Joanne smiled at us. "Charlotte can get ready now."

I followed Joanne to the backstage area.

Frank came over after his call and said, "Go ahead, I'll be in the audience soon."

"Okay." I nodded.

"Now, let me officially introduce my biological daughter."

As my mother's words fell, the doors of the banquet hall opened.

Under the gaze of many eyes, I saw my grandmother's loving look and smiled at her.

Grandma even gave me a thumbs-up.

My nervousness eased a bit as I steadily walked towards my mother.

Just then, a sharp female voice pierced through the air.

"Charlotte, go to hell!"