All Chapters of Ex-husband’s Regret: Chapter 291 - Chapter 300

Meanwhile, a force was pulling the door from the inside just as I was about to peek in. A waiter blocked my view.This place pays great attention to guest privacy.The waiter said, "Hello, are you a friend of Mr. Wilde?"The name was unfamiliar to me.I had no choice but to shake my head. "No, I must have gone to the wrong room."As I turned to leave, it felt like someone was staring at me intensely, making me feel uneasy.When I glanced back, the door to the private room was already closed tightly.Back in the room, Jane had already ordered the food. "Take a look, is there anything you want to eat?""I'm not picky. Just order what you want."Thinking about what happened earlier, I was somewhat preoccupied.It wasn't someone I knew, but what they talked about sounded very much like something that happened to me.It almost felt like a perfect fit.But I had never heard of someone called Mr. Wilde being close to Ryan.Jane noticed something was off and leaned close to my ear

I turned abruptly, about to question further, when Jack strode over with an unfriendly expression. "Charlotte."I nodded. "Jack."As soon as Bob saw him, his expression changed instantly. He stammered, "Mr. Renolds, what are you doing here?"Clearly, he was very afraid of Jack.Jack glanced at me, confirming that I was alright, then fixed his gaze on Bob. "Have you forgotten what I told you so soon?""I wouldn't dare!" Bob vehemently denied, forcing a fawning and cautious smile. "I—I'm just here to see my wife. This girl just happened to come by."Seeing how scared Bob was of Jack, I took the opportunity to press on. "What you just said, what was that all about? You keep bringing it up. Don't tell me it was just idle talk."Jack had also heard that comment.Bob shrank back, avoiding my aunt's gaze. Gritting his teeth, he began, "I was just...""You'd better tell the truth." Jack smiled slightly, interrupting gent.y, "When we were young, I saw how her parents treated her like a

Megan, who wasn’t backing down, left Jane and me wide-eyed.When I realized what was happening, I quickly pulled Megan behind me, fearing that Mrs. Shaw might involve her."Come at me if you have any issues.""Charlotte!" Megan, undeterred, faced Mrs. Shaw and said, "Didn't you say you didn't want this dress? Let Bethany come out and stop trying it on.""What!" Mrs. Shaw sneered repeatedly, showing extreme contempt. "You're making me laugh. You're just a small employee. Does your boss agree with what you're saying? Do you know how much this dress costs...""I can buy it!" Megan puffed out her cheeks and declared this with an air of authority.I pretended not to hear her bragging.Mrs. Shaw, infuriated, turned pale with rage. "Charlotte, is this also your intention?""If you don't like it, that's fine," I said with a faint smile.Mrs. Shaw gritted her teeth and glared at Megan. "Are you sure you can afford it? This dress costs over 1 million dollars!""It’s only a million doll

I instinctively took a step back. "Frank..."He glanced at me, suppressing his emotions, and said curtly, "Leave."He then squatted down and began picking up the shards of the broken piggy bank, carefully.I felt quite sorry and quickly crouched down to help him, "I'm sorry, I..."He didn't even look up and repeated coldly, "I said leave.""Charlotte, let's go..."Megan grabbed my hand and led me out, gently closing the door behind us before explaining, "That piggy bank was his most treasured possession. He took it everywhere and never let anyone touch it.""He..." I felt some guilt and wanted to make amends. "Do you know where I can buy a replacement for that piggy bank? I'll get him a new one.""It can't be bought."Megan shook her head helplessly, "That piggy bank was a gift made by a ceramic artist that Lily begged Madam Shaw to invite for my brother's birthday. It was made just for him. The rabbit on it represents Lily herself. She wanted to accompany my brother every day

I had to admit, it was quite heartbreaking.When Ryan and I got married, there was no engagement party. Even the wedding was handled entirely by Grandpa. He only reluctantly made an appearance. It wasn't grand at all because he said he didn't want it to be public. The wedding was attended only by the Frost family and close friends, making it as simple as a dinner party.From our marriage to divorce, outsiders only knew that he pampered his wife, but few knew who his wife actually was. I repressed my emotions, shifted my gaze, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ryan striding in with a custom-made tailcoat, his expression cold and detached. On his arm was Bethany, wearing a dress I had designed myself. They looked like a golden couple, their attire shimmering and radiant. Their appearance drew many guests' attention.Several people tried to approach and ingratiate themselves.However, Bethany walked towards me, embodying the demeanor of the hostess. "Ms. Wilson, I invited you