Ex-husband’s Regret (Ryan and Charlotte) novel Chapter 139

Chapter 139 

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“Fine.” He swallowed hard, lowered his gaze, and muttered, ‘I do as you say 

That night, I didn’t sleep well 

Although I had finally made a decision, I had a feeling that things wouldn’t end so essing 

This feeling made me uneasy and restless 

However, the next day, I woke up to good news 

On the phone, Jack’s voice was full of smiles. “Charlotte, the great designer, you never fail to impress” 

“Huh?” I paused while eating fruit. “Jack, are you teasing me so early in the morning?” 

“What if I told you that you won first place in the design competition?” Jack 

chuckled. “Would that still be teasing?” 

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“Really?” I stood up abruptly, my eyes lighting up! 

For me, this was undoubtedly a pleasant surprise. With things constantly changing recently, I dared not even think about what rank I could achieve, 

Jack’s voice was clear and pleasant. “Of course, when I saw your design sketches, I was already amazed. But competitions are decided by judges‘ votes after all, so I didn’t dare to tell you earlier, afraid you might be disappointed.” 

Excited, I said, “Jack, thank you so much!” 

“Save your thanks for next time, when you treat me to a meal,” he teased. 

“I’ll treat you this time.” 

He had helped me a lot, and I had already planned to treat him to a meal. I smiled and said, “How about tonight? Are you free?” 

“My pleasure.” 

Jack readily agreed, his voice filled with undisguised pleasure. 

After hanging up the phone, Jane, who was sitting beside me, smiled. “Are you bringing me along?” 

“Of course.” 

“Will Jack think I’m too much of a third wheel?”