Ex-husband’s Regret

Because I was absolutely certain that this man cared more about me than I do myself, that was enough.

Jane was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled. "You're really a hopeless romantic. But Frank is indeed worth it."

She said this while refilling my glass with juice, and reminded me, "However, the design of the wedding dress should definitely be prioritized: After all, it's such an important occasion, it needs careful consideration." "Alright, I'll do as you say." I pretended to concede. Unexpectedly, with her fiery temperament, she immediately began discussing the design of the dress after finishing the meal.

She was more anxious than the bride herself, afraid that I might regret something at the wedding.

That night, my mom called to say she had to attend a film festival in the next few days and wouldn't be able to visit me.

"It's fine, Mom. Jane is here, and with Julie cooking at home and Frank's people around, I'm well taken care of."

Yasmin felt reassured and ended the call.

Just as Jane and I had finished our showers and were about to go to bed, I received a call from Frank.

"Charlotte, are you asleep?"

"Not yet." I felt a sudden jolt of anxiety at the late hour and instinctively asked, "What's wrong? Is something happening?"

"Don't worry." Frank reassured me. "It's just that Grandma has woken up and wants to see you. If you're not asleep yet, would you like to come?"

"Yes!" I was instantly overjoyed.

Frank probably guessed my response, "Alan is already on his way to pick you up. Get changed and come downstairs."

Before hanging up, he couldn't help but remind me. "Take your time. Don't rush. Okay?"

I smiled. "Got it."Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

When we arrived at the hospital, Alan didn't take us to Grandma's ward but directly to the ICU.

Grandma was outside the ward, looking through the glass.

"Grandma?" I walked over and tentatively called out.

Grandma turned around and smiled at me, "Lily is here."

Even though Frank had informed me over the phone, I couldn't help but feel tears well up in my eyes when I saw her. "Grandma..."

"Hey,darling." Grandma held my hand and raised her other hand, pointing and asking, "Will you blame me for what I've done? He's the one who did something wrong, and I almost hurt you because of him."

I quickly shook my head. "Please don't say that. I understand. You were sick. You didn't mean to hurt me."

Grandma patted my hand. "You're the best."

Seeing there was nothing urgent, Jane didn't approach but sat quietly waiting nearby.

Alan also sat down but kept his eyes glued to his phone, seemingly handling some issues.

I looked around but didn't see Frank and couldn't help but ask, "Where's Frank?"

Alan replied honestly, "Frank went to catch Kevin."

"Why didn't you go with him?"

I remembered that Frank and Alan usually didn't separate, especially for major events.

Alan pointed to his phone. "I have things to monitor here. Frank has capable people with him, so you don't need to worry."

I understood that Frank had specifically left him at the hospital. Frank was worried about me.

At a dock nearby.

At this hour, the area was pitch black. Only the sound of the sea hitting the shore could be heard. Until a row of black SUVS drove in, their headlights illuminating the coast.

Kevin saw the tall man who got out of the first car and swore.

The man didn't care, just smirked and casually raised his hand.

Several bodyguards from the following vehicles got out, pushing Simone and Bethany forward.

Frank leaned against an SUV and said, "So, are you not planning to take your wife and child with you