Ex-husband’s Regret (Ryan and Charlotte) novel Chapter 396

Chapter 396 

The air seemed to fall silent for a moment. 

Frank stared at me intently. “When did this happen?” 

I answered honestly, “Yesterday.” 

“So…” He smiled briefly, but with a touch of sarcasm. “You’ve spent two years with him, found you still couldn’t make it work, and now you’re thinking of turning to me?” 

I began using more force, but he seemed to not feel any pain. His gaze filled with scrutiny and questioning. 

I suddenly withdrew my hand, stood up, and said, “No.” 

Frank’s smile took on a roguish edge. “Then what is it?” 

I avoided his gaze. “Are your legs feeling any better?” 

“Charlotte, aren’t you quite adept at making cutting remarks?” 

He gripped my wrist tightly, pulling me closer and gritting his teeth, “Why are you silent now? Feeling guilty?” 

“Frank…” 

His grip wasn’t very strong, and I managed to pull free with a little effort. I whispered, “If you insist on thinking that way, then I’ll just consider myself guilty.” 

Perhaps, I was guilty after all. 

He smirked. “Do you know what kind of quote that is?” 

“What?” 

“It’s a quote from a ‘slutty girl“.” 

I pursed my lips. “It’s getting late. I’ll be going now.” 

With that, I hurriedly left Jelaston Summit. 

Frank watched my receding figure, a hint of forbearance crossing his face. 

Only when he heard the door close did he lower his head, open his phone, and look at the message thread. 

He ended up smiling. 

Alana emerged from the eSports room, her expression twitching. “What, you’re just letting her go like that? 

“What do you think I should do?” 

I heard her say that she’s divorced. If you don’t act quickly, you might end up with a comeback from the 

ex–husband.” 

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“So, this is why you stole my phone and messaged her?” 

“It’s not really about the details.” 

Alana laughed. “If it weren’t for me, would you have known that your so–called friend is divorced?” 

“Alana, do you know what I hate the most?” 

“Being played,” said Alana. 

As the only heir of the fifth generation of the Smith family, Frank had experienced setbacks in various. matters over the years. 

With just a look from him, there were plenty of people running around to serve him. 

There were only two things that troubled him in life. 

One was the scheming illegitimate son of the Smith family. Frank had already laid his plans, waiting for the right time to exact revenge, making the other party suffer. 

The other was Charlotte. 

She had disappeared quietly when they were children, and Frank had searched for her for over 20 years. 

When he finally found her, a light–hearted remark from her, “Couples get in an argument and then get back together again,” shattered all of Frank’s pride. 

Now, she had suddenly reappeared, announcing her divorce with a “you can think whatever your attitude. 

Ordinary people couldn’t tolerate this, let alone the Frank. 

I 

like” 

Alana thought for a moment and then looked at her cousin. “If you really hate her, I have a way to teach her a lesson.” 

“What?” Frank frowned. “When did I say I hate her?” 

He didn’t hate her. 

He just didn’t want to be the alternate choice, as he had been before. 

He wanted her to clearly love him, rather than always taking the initiative and making it seem like he was 

starved for affection. 

“You said you hate…” 

“I hate things, not people.” 

Alana nearly laughed. “If you love her so much, why let her walk away in such heavy rain?” 

Alana walked to the window and glanced outside. Suddenly, she cleared her throat. “Sorry, I spoke too soon. The ex–husband’s comeback came quicker than I thought.” 

The person who was previously “incapable of standing suddenly grabbed a blanket, stood up with difficulty, and took two large steps to the window, watching the woman standing next to a Rolls–Royce by the roadside. 

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Frank ground his teeth, nodding repeatedly, trying to control his anger. Ultimately, he kicked over the rocking chair in the study. 

Alana called a doctor to come over that night. 

The doctor explained that with the current condition, it would be at least half a month before he could stand again 

It was a case of getting what one deserved. 

Next to the Rolls–Royce, the driver stood by, holding an umbrella for me. Ryan sat inside the car, lifted his lips, and said in a low, hoarse voice, “You won’t even get into my car?” 

“I just think, after the divorce, it’s better to maintain some distance.” 

“It concerns Grandma.” 

“What about it…” 

Ryan interrupted me. “I’ll explain once you’re in the car 

1 frowned slightly and got into the car. 

The interior was filled with the smell of second–hand smoke, somewhat unpleasant.