Ex-husband’s Regret (Ryan and Charlotte) novel Chapter 329

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Chapter 329 

Chapter 329 

Even though the corridor floor was covered with soft carpet, the pain from my butt hitting the ground made my muddled brain regain a bit of clarity. 

The person who brought me upstairs was Ryan. 

I actually mistook him for someone else. 

Perhaps sensing my resistance, Ryan was momentarily stunned, then, against the light, he sneered. “Are you determined to be with him? Are you planning to be a bridesmaid when he marries the eldest daughter of the Shaw family?” 

Frank’s remarks were always sharp. “Are you trying to impose your own experiences on me?” 

He took a few large strides to where I was and helped me up from the floor, then looked at Ryan with a faint smile. “Mr. Frost, take care, no need to see us off.” 

Ryan clenched his fists, suppressing his anger. “You’d better focus on Lily. Charlotte will only ever be mine. 

“She has never belonged to anyone.” Frank’s voice was calm. “She is herself.” 

Ryan’s gaze grew colder as he extended his hand to me, adopting what he probably thought was his most humble posture. 

He thought he was compromising. “Be good and don’t make a scene. You and he will never work out. 

Come home with me.” 

“It’s none of your business how I am with him or with anyone else.” 

My headache was excruciating, but my words were clear. “You and I are already separated. Don’t say things that might be misunderstood by others.” 

At those words, Ryan radiated a terrifying rage. His tone was grim. “Who are you afraid will misunderstand?” 

He glanced at Frank and sneered. “Afraid that he will? Charlotte, don’t tell me you really have feelings for him. Don’t use him to provoke me.” 

I felt like I wanted to laugh. “Why can’t I have feelings for him?” 

As I spoke, whether it was due to the alcohol or a rebellious impulse, I grabbed Frank’s collar, stood on tiptoe, and brushed my lips across his cheek. 

Even though I was drunk, I could almost hear something violently beating> 

I wasn’t sure if it was Frank’s or my own. 

Nooked back at Ryan. “Do you believe it now?” 

His face was dark and stormy. Before he could make a move, Frank forcefully pulled me into his embrace and looked at Ryan. 

“Charlotte doesn’t handle alcohol well. I apologize, Mr. Frost.” 

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Chapter 329 

Although he was apologizing, his tone carried a hint of insolence. 

The suddenly affectionate tone made me pause. 

Ryan’s fists clenched tightly, his anger nearly overwhelming. He gritted his teeth and said, “Mr. Smith, are you sure you want to steal someone else’s beloved?” 

“Steal?” Frank smirked casually. “She has the right to choose who she wants. It’s not up to me to steal. However, Mr. Frost, feel free to use any methods you have, don’t go easy on me.”