Ex-husband’s Regret (Ryan and Charlotte) novel Chapter 325

Chapter 325 

This was the first time Frank showed such an expression. 

It was hard to say if it was nervousness, excitement, or anxiety… 

In any case, it was completely different from his usual rebellious demeanor. 

At that moment, it felt as if I saw a glimpse of the old Ryan in him. 

Suddenly, I became even more composed, almost cold–hearted, suppressing all the emotions that almost burst forth, and turned decisively. 

“Yeah, go on.” 

Before Frank could hang up the phone, he stepped forward, wrapped me in his arms with one hand, and no matter how much I struggled, he held me tightly. 

On the other end of the line, there were a few more words exchanged. He then said calmly, “Be more careful and don’t let anyone lead you astray. I’ll come over after I finish comforting someone.” 

With that, he ended the call, shoved his phone into his pocket, and squeezed my face with his large hand, deforming it. He looked at me with a hint of grievance. “Why are you running away? Didn’t you hear what! just said?” 

“Let me go.” 

“Ahem.” Perhaps my expression, with him pinching my cheeks, looked somewhat comical. He chuckled and, ignoring me, pinched my cheeks again. “Answer me first. If I’m satisfied with your answer, then I’ll let go.” 

I slapped his hand away, forcing him to release me, then gently pressed my lips together, suppressing the bitterness. “Frank… Mr. Smith, I’m not like you. I don’t want to play games, and I can’t afford to.” 

“Play games?” Frank’s expression changed slightly, and he clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction. “Do you think I’m just playing around with you?” 

“Isn’t that so?” 

Snowflakes were falling softly. I shivered and hunched my shoulders. “Just like you said, if there’s no news about Miss Shaw in the next two days, you won’t wait anymore. But there’s news now, right? Yet you’re still asking me the same questions. Do you think I’m the backup, or is she?” 

In this context, the backup was obviously me. 

These past few days, both my grandmother and Megan have said a lot to me, and I almost took it seriously. But at that moment, with clarity, I looked at the arrogant man before me. 

With his conditions, countless wealthy and beautiful young women would flock to him. It wouldn’t be my turn even in 100 years. 

The gap between us is even greater than it was with Ryan. 

Frank, smelling of alcohol but with an exceptionally clear gaze, pulled at his lips and spoke with his usual indifference, “Do you think I’m Ryan?” 

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Chapter 325 

“I don’t know.” 

It was too cold. I sniffled, tightened my down coat, and kicked a pebble, speaking softly, “I only know that you’re a man and you also have a dream girl.” 

I was just a substitute. 

Above me, Frank fell silent for à moment. Then, he smiled dismissively and said, “Is it possible that I prefer someone from reality?” 

I paused, instinctively looking up. “Huh?” 

“Oh my god.” He flicked my forehead, shoved the night snack into my hand, and said, “I can’t promise much, but Charlotte, I am definitely not Ryan. Alright, go inside. 

“I don’t need your promises.” 

I heard too many promises.