Ex-husband’s Regret (Ryan and Charlotte) novel Chapter 442

Suddenly, I felt incredibly soft inside.

With my arms wrapped tightly around his waist, I let him take control.

Probably considering that there were both an adult and a child in the bedroom, Frank didn't overstep. He kept things brief, his gaze deep, and asked, "Go to my place?"

My cheeks heated up, and I shot him a glare. "Jane didn’t come to take care of your nephew."

"Only this once."

He didn’t feel embarrassed at all.

But I still declined politely. "No, it's too soon to establish our relationship. You can't rush things."

"I’m not going to eat you." His gaze was teasing, his voice clear. "Besides, I just wanted to cuddle with you. You're on your period, so I can't go all out..."

"Frank!"

‘He’s so shameless!’

He was saying everything out loud.

I desperately covered his mouth but still couldn't stop him from saying that word. My face grew even hotter, and I felt my earlobes turn red as if they might bleed.

He gently moved my hand away, holding it in his and squeezing it, raising an eyebrow. "I’m not allowed to say it?"

"No."

"Why?"

"It’s... inappropriate."

"How inappropriate?"

His gaze was mocking. "There’s a say, 'Desire is part of human nature.'"

"I can't argue with you." Embarrassed, I pulled him up and pushed him towards the door. "Alright, alright, it's getting late. You should go home and get some sleep."

"Okay."

Frank responded sullenly, reluctantly complying as he followed me out of the house and waited for the elevator.

The building had one apartment per floor and was a small villa.

The elevator arrived quickly.

However, Frank showed no intention of entering.

I looked up at him. "What's wrong..."

Before I could finish, he suddenly grabbed my arm and pulled me into an embrace.

It was gentle yet firm.

I was momentarily stunned, unsure of where his emotions were coming from. I didn't push him away and was about to enjoy his embrace when his hand, which had settled on my arm, slowly slid down from my elbow to my forearm. Finally, it rested on my wrist.