Ex-husband’s Regret (Ryan and Charlotte) novel Chapter 259

Chapter 259 

Chapter 259 

Hearing this, I fell silent. 

It wasn’t until the car was speeding down the dark road again that I turned to Frank, 

“How did you find this place?” 

Frank unlocked his phone and tossed it to me. “Your husband sent me the address.” 

I glanced at the message from an unknown number. 

It might not be Ryan. 

Or rather, I didn’t dare believe it was Ryan. 

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Frank seemed to sense my doubt. Casually steering the car, he explained, “The Shaw family must have promised Zack some benefits to reach an agreement. Bethany only kidnapped you to go after Ryan, so this address would be known only to a few.” 

“Zack’s men have no connection to you and wouldn’t know I knew you. They couldn’t have sent me to rescue you.” 

“So, the message must have come from Ryan.” 

This was the first time he had been so patient and elaborate with me. 

I squeezed my hands together. “Got it, thanks.” 

It was the usual pretense. 

Sending a message to Frank while Ryan was still shooting at me. 

At a red–light intersection, Frank glanced at me. “Want to go to the hospital?” 

I shook my head, “Just take me home.” 

I was truly tired. 

I didn’t want to go through another round at the hospital. Though the injuries looked severe, the hospital would likely just clean and dress them. 

I kept such supplies at home. 

Remembering that he had asked me to pick up someone, I asked, “I didn’t go to pick up your little girlfriend. Did I cause any trouble?” 

“Girlfriend?” 

Frank frowned as if he could crush a mosquito, glancing at me sideways, “You should write novels with your imagination.” 

I was taken aback for a moment. He then said, “She’s fine. She has a very good temper.” 

felt relieved and decided not to ask any more questions. 

After going through this, I felt like I had walked through the gates of hell. Once I settled down, I felt 

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somewhat detached. 

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Upon arriving at the Jelaston Summit, Frank carried me out of the car and walked me to the elevator. He lifted his chin slightly. “What are you dawdling for? Press the elevator button.” 

I came back to my senses. “Right.” 

As soon as the elevator doors opened, I saw a tall figure. 

“What happened?” 

Jack’s expression darkened upon seeing my injuries. He reached out to take me from Frank. 

But Frank did not let go, calmly saying, “We’re at the door. Let me take her inside.” 

“Alright.” 

Considering my injuries, Jack didn’t insist and instinctively went to open the door. 

He found that his fingerprint still worked for unlocking. 

He looked at me in surprise. I smiled. “In rental properties, the landlord usually keeps a spare key. As a tenant, it’s unreasonable for me to delete your fingerprint.” 

Once inside, Frank placed me on the sofa. 

I looked at him. “Thanks for today.” 

Although Bethany caused the trouble, it was not his concern. 

He didn’t have to help me at all. 

Frank said bluntly, “Now you have to treat me to two meals.” 

“I’ll treat you once I recover,” I said helplessly. 

He didn’t say anything further and turned to Jack as he cocked his brows. “Mr. Renolds, you don’t have a habit of taking advantage of others, do you?”