Ex-husband’s Regret (Ryan and Charlotte) novel Chapter 377

Chapter 377 

My head buzzed for a moment and my mind went blank. 

Although Frank seemed disorganized, he was actually very measured and strategic in everything he did. The fact that Megan was in a panic meant that it was likely a major issue. 

I quickly turned around and looked at Jane, who had followed me out and looked anxious. “Jane, what happened? You know, do you?” 

Her behavior had been off when she entered my office earlier. Now it seemed clear she was hiding the news about Frank. 

“Charlotte…” 

Jane licked her lips, looking uncertain about whether she should speak. 

The more hesitant she was, the more scared I became. 

I grabbed her arm. “Tell me, Jane, I’m begging you, please tell me…” 

She was still hesitating. 

I knew she was afraid I wouldn’t be able to handle it. 

“If you don’t tell me, I’ll ask someone else.” I picked up my phone and started dialing as I headed outside. “If no one tells me, I’ll go to Jeswood myself to find out.” 

Megan didn’t answer the phone. 

I tried calling Flint. 

No one answered. 

I frantically pressed the elevator button, but just as the elevator doors were about to open, I saw the elegant figure of Ryan. 

He took two large strides toward me and spoke softly, “Where are you going in such a hurry?” 

“Ryan.” I put my phone away and stared at him intently. “What happened to Frank?” 

ני! 

He smiled wryly and said, “What could have happened to him? 

some baseless rumors?” 

“Give me your phone.” I reached out for his phone. 

The chances were high that Jane had deleted something from my phone. 

But if something had really happened to Frank, Ryan would likely have 

received news as well. 

Ryan smiled naturally and handed me his phone with a doting expression. Why are you so suspicious?” 

He seemed like the perfect husband willing to cooperate with a phone check. 

I looked at him. “Password.” 

“Our wedding anniversary.” 

I looked down, entered the date, and unlocked the phone. I searched through it thoroughly but found no news about Frank being in trouble. 

Instead, there was a live video. 

The live broadcast showed Frank in casual attire, which was out of place for the conference, answering reporters‘ questions leisurely. His demeanor was relaxed but gave off a sense of distance. His voice was lowered and calm, making it hard for anyone to question his every word. 

Ryan, without his usual sarcasm, asked gently, “Are you relieved now?” 

“Yes.” 

I returned the phone to him. Jane, having finished dealing with the company’s affairs, rushed out, glanced at Ryan, and then looked at me helplessly. “See, I told you there was nothing to worry about. Frank is too fortunate to get into any real trouble.” 

Ryan’s gaze was warm. “Do you want to continue working or go–home?” 

“I still have work to do.”