Ex-husband’s Regret

"You're welcome."

We stood in front of the elevator.

I felt a gaze fall on us.

Turning my head, I saw Zachary standing beside me.

He wasn't a stranger, so I had to speak.

"Are you heading downstairs, Mr. Collins?"

Zachary's eyes swept over Jane before he replied, "Finished, heading to the underground car park."

I understood, he was about to leave.

I said, "We're also going to the underground car park. Looks like we're headed to the same place."

Just as I finished speaking, Michael suddenly chimed in, "Jane, my back is suddenly itchy, can you scratch it for me? I can't reach."

This wasn't a big deal, Jane immediately helped him.

"Jane, you can't reach through my coat."

Michael's voice was pitiful, paired with his puppy dog eyes, making him look like a big, spoiled boy.

It was hard not to feel softhearted.

'However, I had never liked younger boys, I was indifferent.

But Jane seemed to enjoy it.

She reached into his collar. "Is it here?"

Michael smiled. "A little lower."

I wasn't sure if it was my imagination, but it felt like he was provoking Zachary.

But he shouldn't know about Zachary and Jane's relationship.

Jane likely wouldn't mention her ex to a new flame.

Could it be the male instinct reacting to a sense of territory?

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The elevator doors opened.

"Alright, Jane, let's get in the elevator," said Michael, while blocking the elevator door, ushering Jane inside and casually protecting me too. Once I stepped in, he left the door and entered as well.

We three were in the elevator, while Zachary was outside.

I saw the elevator doors starting to close, wondering if Zachary chose not to come down with us.

Unexpectedly, just as the doors were about to shut, he suddenly reached out to stop them.

My heart skipped a beat.

But Zachary walked in with a calm demeanor and pressed the button for the basement.

In the air, there was suddenly a faint scent of tension.

I coughed lightly and took out my phone.

Jane and Michael stood in the corner, clearly keeping their distance from Zachary.

Zachary stood by the elevator buttons, his back straight, his gaze fixed straight ahead.

I was in the corner behind him, secretly taking photos to send to Frank: "Help, I think I've stumbled into a battlefield."

Frank, who should be free now, replied instantly: "Is that Jane's new... boyfriend?"

I replied: "He's a potential partner, but it might not develop."

Frank: "Got it, reserve boyfriend."

He knew quite a bit of terminology.

I explained: "He's in the same crew as Jason, so he can check out the situation over there."

Frank: "You handle it, remember, if there are difficulties, look for your husband. He'll back you up."

Il sent back a "Got it" sticker.

Just then, the elevator arrived, and I took the chance to put my phone away.

The elevator doors slowly opened.

But Zachary didn't move.

Michael turned his back to block Zachary, using his foot to keep the door from closing, saying to Jane, Jane, let's go." Jane stepped over his foot to walk out.

But due to the narrow space, their bodies inevitably brushed against each other.

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Michael had already exited the elevator but still used his foot to block the door, waiting for me to come out.

I smiled politely. "Thank you."

"No problem at all."

Zachary's finger pressed on his phone before he released it, and with a whoosh, a voice message was sent out.