Ex-husband’s Regret (Ryan and Charlotte) novel Chapter 413

Chapter 413 

My eyes were slightly misty, and my heart ached. 

For a moment, I thought about just laying everything bare. If it had any. impact on his condition, I would face it with him. It would be better than him constantly pondering and thinking I’m an unfaithful person. 

I shook my head. “No, Frank, these past two year 

“Forget it.” Frank’s smile was shallow, with an unmistakable tone of mockery. Yet, the corners of his eyes were red. “Charlotte, I shouldn’t. have had any expectations from you. 

His words were too harsh. 

I widened my eyes, trying to hold back the tears, and forced a semblance of relief. “If you say so. 

After all, in the past two years, despite my efforts to find out about him, I hadn’t received any news. 

Like a passing shadow, it was as if nothing had ever happened. 

I didn’t need to tell him about everything I had done. In his eyes, I am that indifferent and ungrateful person. As soon as he was rumored to be dead, I immediately moved on and found happiness with someone. else. 

Since that was the case, saying anything more was futile. 

If 

I say so?” Frank laughed softly, with a hint of gritted teeth. In the next. 

moment, he reached out and grabbed my arm, pulling me closer. 

Then, his large hand gripped the back of my head and bit me. 

Yes, it wasn’t a kiss or a peck. 

It was a bite. 

The metallic taste of blood seeped through his slightly parted lips into my mouth. 

It hurt intensely. I couldn’t help but gasp. I was then worried of his condition, and didn’t dare push him hard. I only managed to create a bit. of distance. 

Frank’s gaze was dark and heavy. He warned me, “This time, whether it’s you, Charlotte, or Lily, it doesn’t matter. short, if you mix with anyone other than me, it’s a grave mistake!” 

With that, he maneuvered his wheelchair and left. 

I touched my lips, which were stained with blood, and said, “Danny is still bathing.” 

“I’m busy lately, so take care of him,” 

The man didn’t look back. 

When Frank returned downstairs, the house was pitch black, with only at few faint stars visible outside the French windows. 

They were barely visible. 

Immersed in darkness, thinking about the woman’s attitude earlier, hel felt increasingly irritable from the inside out! 

He had spent years finding her, and now, even though she had left Ryan, her first action wasn’t to come to Jeswood to find him. 

Instead, she was with Jack. 

Was he not good enough for her? 

Could she be with anyone else except him? 

The thought of him enduring the painful treatment for her seemed hilarious and worthless. 

At least, he was still alive. 

The father and son of the Smith family, would definitely pay for what they had done. 

Whether it was driving Charlotte away back then or the bombing case plot. 

Either way, they would be taught a lesson that they wouldn’t forget. 

His hands resting on the wheelchair slowly clenched into a fists, the veins on his pale and thin hands were bulging clearly. After a while, it began to shake uncontrollably. 

Originally, he thought that with Charlotte moving back, when he lay in bed at night and opened his eyes, her bedroom would be just a wall 

away. 

That way, his sleep would probably improve a lot, and he might not even need medication. 

But it seemed he was being too optimistic. 

He didn’t turn on the light. Using the faint light outside, he pulled open. the drawer, took out a bottle of lithium carbonate tablets, and put a few 

into his mouth. 

The bitterness on his tongue quickly mixed with the taste of blood. 

A very strange taste. 

But somehow, it made him feel a bit better inside. 

Suddenly, his phone vibrated. 

He glanced at the caller ID with annoyance–Alana. 

At that time, she should be boarding the plane. 

Why did she have time to call him? 

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Frank answered the call lazily and asked, “What’s up?” 

His voice still carried unrestrained agitation. 

“Oh, are you in a bad mood?” Alana, who was close to him and knew him well, quickly detected that someone had provoked him again.” Which unlucky soul crossed your path?” 

Frank licked his teeth, with a hint of the metallic taste still lingering.”