Ex-husband’s Regret

I poked Frank in back of his waist.

He glanced at me without much emotion.

I couldn't help but feel amused. 'So childish.'

He kept on play with this little game of pretending to be angry, waiting for me to coax him.This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

When we arrived at the restaurant, Jane and the others were already seated.

It was a long table.

Jane and Michael sat at one end, while Zachary and Nina were at the other.

Nina held an ice pack, trying to place it on Zachary's face, but he turned his head away.

The lighting was dim on this side, so I couldn't see clearly, but it seemed like the sides of Zachary's face were different. The left side looked a bit swollen.

I sat down next to Jane and asked, "Did you hit him again?"

Jane nodded. "He never listened, so I had to resort to violence."

I rubbed my forehead. Michael was nearby, smiling innocently at me, making it hard for me to say much.

"You handle it yourself, but if it really doesn't work out, let me know."

Jane waved her hand. "You and Frank enjoy your honeymoon, you don't need to worry about me."

I nodded and asked, "Have you ordered yet?"

"I already ordered, you can see if there's anything else you want."

Jane handed me the menu.

My mom had taken the baby over to sit with Jason, across from Frank and me.

Frank rested one hand on the back of my chair and the other casually on my leg.

He glanced toward Zachary.

Zachary moved over to sit next to Frank.

Now that he was closer, I could see the handprint on his face.

I also heard Frank say, "You're really something."

Two slaps in one day.

Zachary must have never experienced this kind of humiliation.

pursed my lips and continued to whisper to Jane, "If you really don't want anything to do with Zachary, I

can have Frank talk to him, hitting people isn't a solution."

Jane propped her chin on her hand and feigned innocence. "How can you side with him? Don't you love me anymore, baby?"

I turned my back to Frank, but I could feel his piercing gaze on Jane.

I saw Jane suddenly sit up straight, raising both hands behind me in a clear sign of surrender. "Mr. Smith, don't be mad, I was just joking."

I turned around, but Frank still didn't look at me, continuing his conversation with Zachary.

"That's not right." Jane leaned closer, lowering her voice to a whisper. "Are you two not getting along?"

I smiled helplessly and said, "Stop changing the subject."

Jane responded with an "Oh" and said teasingly, "You seem to be changing the subject too."

I didn't know why I was surrounded by so many interesting people.

"No." I touched my nose. "Our issue is minor, we can solve it in one evening. What about you? What are you planning to do?"

Jane picked up her phone and tapped a few times, signaling for me to look.

When I unlocked my phone and I glanced back at Frank.

He was drinking with Zachary, but I still angled my phone a bit to hide the messages.

Since Jane wasn't saying it directly and was sending me messages instead, it meant she didn't want anyone else to overhear. "Can you promise not to tell Frank what I told you?"

I typed back. "Frank... he's on my side"

Jane chuckled as I looked over.

She put her phone down and said, "Forget it, you two enjoy yourselves. I won't trouble you."

I frowned slightly. "Are you saying you don't trust me?"

"No." Jane shook her head and leaned close to my ear, speaking softly. "I just want to observe a bit more."

I understood.

After all, she had genuine feelings for him, and with Zachary's repeated actions recently, it was natural for Jane to waver.

Butt still reminded her, "Don't push too hard, if he loses it, Frank might not be able to help."