Ex-husband’s Regret (Ryan and Charlotte) novel Chapter 73

Chapter 73 

“Stop embarrassing yourself!” 

“Huh?” Tom opened his eyes and was shocked. “Charlotte? It’s you… uh…….” 

He 

scratched his head awkwardly. “I didn’t expect you to be here as well.” 

“Yeah, I’m here to hang out with Jane,” I teased, pointing to the shoe cabinet. “Help yourself.” 

Seeing him like this, it was clear he wasn’t here for the first time and didn’t need me to fetch slippers for him. 

Turning back, I gave Jane a puzzled look. 

Jane shrugged. “It’s definitely not what you’re thinking. I’m still single by the way.” 

“Charlotte, just wait for my good news!” Tom had eased out of his embarrassment, changed into a pair of slippers, and smiled. 

Jane retorted, “Get lost, why are you here?” 

“You said you were sick, so I came to check on you.” 

“You come to visit someone who’s sick empty–handed? 

“I came over as soon as you told me you were sick, so I didn’t have time to buy anything. I’ll order something right now.” 

I tactfully carried my drawing board into the bedroom. I sat by the window to focus on my work again. 

It was now the time when students from a nursery were getting out of school. Being on a low floor, I could hear children playing and laughing, which distracted me. 

I couldn’t help but wonder what my child would be like in the future. 

If it was a boy, he could look like Ryan–uniquely handsome, with a tall and lean figure. But not his character–hypocritical, fickle, and a scoundrel. 

If it was a girl, she should resemble me, but with more love, ensuring that she was always lively. 

Unlike me, who treasured any faint glimmer of light. 

After some time had passed, Jane opened the door, “Charlotte, want to go out for some fresh air?” 

“Where are we going?” 

“You’ll see when we get there.” Jane dragged me along “Come on, let’s go out and have fun. If I don’t have you with me, I’ll definitely end up drinking.. 

“Okay, okay.” I compromised. 

Jane had just recovered a little, so I didn’t want her to fall ill again. 

Tom drove, and Jane and I sat in the back. 

“Alright, it’s settled. They’re waiting for us at the usual place.” 

Glancing at his phone, Tom sent a quick group message with one hand, saying as he typed, “Ryan and 

+15 BONUS 

Jack haven’t said a word. 

He was arranging something again. 

After passing several red lights, I knew where we were going. 

Sure enough, it was the “usual place I knew–a private club where I went to pick up Ryan late at night last 

time.