Ex-husband’s Regret

"What do you mean by that?"

I was like a typical gossip girl who tried to get to the bottom of things. But then I felt that asking further would be impolite, so I could only leave it at that.

The songs performed at today's concert were all on my favorite playlist. Even after the whole show, I still felt unsatisfied.

As the singer left the stage, I had a surreal feeling of awakening from a big dream. I sat dumbfounded in my chair, watching the slowly departing crowd after the noise.

The emptiness in my heart was terrifying. Until now, the phone I had been clutching in my hand still hadn't received any messages or calls from Ryan.

During my absent-minded lapse, Jack was very respectful and didn't rush me at all. He just quietly waited by my side. It was only when I came to my senses that we followed the crowd and left together.

Despite the security guards maintaining order and the crowded pushing, I was walking fine when suddenly a force pushed me from behind. I stumbled and almost fell into Jack.

Jack instinctively caught my shoulder. "Are you okay?"Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

"I'm fine." I explained somewhat embarrassedly, "I was pushed and lost my balance."

Jack just let go of me without saying anything.

Fortunately, there were no more collisions afterward, nor even that crowded feeling. Our cars were parked in different directions, so we had to go our separate ways at the exit. "Charlotte." Jack suddenly stopped me. "Will you participate in the MS joint design competition?"

I was si

surprised he brought this up on his own and smiled. "I've said it doesn't count unless I get a spot.

He smiled warmly. "Well, I look forward to your participation."

"Okay, see you later, Jack."

The rain had stopped, and walking toward the parking lot, I could smell the fresh scent of rain. It was very comforting. If it weren't a bit cold, I would have wanted to walk home. As I approached the parking spot, I looked up and saw Gary. He also saw me and immediately came over. "Mrs. Frost, Mr. Frost has been waiting for you." "Huh?"

Wasn't he the one who stood me up?

How did it turn into him waiting for me?

I frowned: "Where is he?"

In the car." Gary pointed to a black Bentley parked by the side of the road.

I pursed my lips. "Why is he waiting for me? He invited me to the concert, and now that the concert is over, he should be leaving."

Then, I walked towards my own car. "And tell him not to come to the Lake Garden anymore."

"Mrs. Frost..."

Gary must now know what Ryan had been up to for the past few days. She followed behind me and said, " You... Maybe you should personally talk to Mr. Frost." I hesitated for a moment.

Gary had a point. Why should I make things hard for Gary, a mere employee?

He would be helpless if Ryan became displeased.

I helplessly turned in another direction, walking straight to the side of the road.

Gary knew how to make me pity Ryan.

He said, "Mr. Frost hasn't slept for two days and nights. He just got here, and he just got some shuteye."

"Did I stop him from sleeping?" I smiled ambiguously.

He had been with another woman and now he tried to make me pity him?

Gary was choked lightly by me and coughed. "Mr. Frost is also thinking of finishing things early and coming to see you.

"Is Jessica's dead?"

"What? No, no...

o.no...

"Since it's not about her funeral, what's been keeping him busy for two whole days?"

I got straight to the point. "Was he busy having an affair?"

Gary didn't know what to say and after a while, he said, "You already know..."

Walking to the Bentley, Gary took the initiative to open the back door for me.

Ryan was leaning tiredly against the seat, with fine, messy strands on his forehead. His eyes were tightly closed, long eyelashes casting shadows on his eyelids. Even while sleeping, his brows were still furrowed, obviously sleeping lightly and uneasily.

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