Ex-husband’s Regret (Ryan and Charlotte) novel Chapter 632

Chapter 632 

I had a dream. 

And it was a nightmare- 

In the end, I dreamt of my grandma, talking to me with a kind look on her face. 

But I couldn’t understand what she was saying. 

It felt like she was saying goodbye. 

But why was she saying goodbye to me? 

“Grandma, don’t go!” 

I saw my grandma leaving and I was shouting and chasing after her in my dream. 

She was walking slowly, but I couldn’t catch up with her no matter what. 

Suddenly, the scene changed, and I began fall, which jolted me awake. 

“Don’t move.” 

I was covered in cold sweat, my calf held by some force. 

It hurt so much I frowned and gasped. 

Gradually calming down, I saw Frank massaging my calf. 

“You cramped up.” 

I did cramp, but he reacted faster than I did. 

“Frank, how long until we get back to Jeswood?” 

Frank glanced at his watch. “Around eight or nine tonight.” 

“I want to go see Grandma as soon as we get back.” 

Frank paused, then said, “Okay.” 

I felt something was off. “Are you hiding something from me?” 

Frank bent my leg and straightened it, asking, “Is it better?” 

I moved it a bit and nodded. “Better.” 

Frank stood up. “Prof. Kilburn is on the boat. I’ll have him give you a quick check–up.” 

“I’m sorry.” Frank clearly didn’t understand my sudden apology. “What’s wrong?” 

I explained, “I just fell asleep without asking how your injury was.” 

Frank seemed amused. He patted my face. “Even if you had asked, the wound wouldn’t heal instantly.” 

“Besides, you experienced all this while pregnant. I guessed you must have been too scared to sleep or eat well. Honestly, I was relieved you could sleep. I was worried you wouldn’t be able to and that you 

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would fall ill.” 

I got up from the bed to check his injury. 

Frank said, “It’s just some abrasions. The cut isn’t deep. It’s been treated and bandaged.” 

“I’m not looking at those.” 

I pressed him to sit on the edge of the bed and slightly opened his collar to look inside. 

“I didn’t know what happened after you went to the emergency room. I woke up on Jack’s boat, not knowing how you were injured.” 

Frank held my hand, pulling me to sit on his lap. 

I was reluctant, but he pinched my cheek. “Don’t worry. Your weight isn’t going to crush me.” 

“The injury on your back is fine, but…” 

I saw him suddenly become serious and hurriedly asked, “But what?” 

Frank leaned his head on my shoulder, sighing, “But it’s going to leave a scar. You’re not allowed to dump me because of it.” 

I couldn’t help but feel helpless. 

If he hadn’t blocked for me, I might have been disfigured. How could I possibly dump him because of this?