All Chapters of Ex-husband’s Regret: Chapter 321 - Chapter 330

My heart felt like it had been tugged.As Frank said, it was something he was subconsciously, and I didn't know where it came from.Seeing his sadness, I was inexplicably moved. I lifted onto my toes and reached out to pat his head, but halfway there, I came to my senses and stopped in mid-air. Looking into his brown eyes, I gently reassured, "Frank, she wouldn't blame you."His eyes briefly lit up but then returned to their calm state as he continued, "You're not her, so how would you know what she thinks?""But I have had similar experiences."I lowered my gaze, bitterness in my voice. "I used to live a good life, and then suddenly lost my parents. I had to rely on myself, struggling and working hard to survive."I looked at him again and smiled gently. "If I were her, I wouldn't blame you. She... probably wouldn't either."People who have had a hard life understand empathy better.His waiting all these years was enough.He seemed touched, his usually sharp demeanor softenin

I was momentarily stunned."Trust me."Megan sat cross-legged on the sofa, looking quite certain. "He's currently in a struggle. He likes you, but he's also afraid to like you."I smiled. "Stop guessing around. The person he likes is Lily. I just happen to look somewhat like her...""No, that's not it!"Megan countered firmly, "My brother isn't like that. Over the years, there have been many people who look even more like Lily than you, but he's never paid any attention to them. It's not that I'm speaking ill of him. He's always been someone who only acts when there's a benefit. If it weren't for his feelings, why would he keep helping you time and time again?""What he did was..."I wanted to refute, but halfway through, I couldn't find a reason.For instance, Zack's incident, and when Mrs. Shaw forced me to kneel in the snow... it didn't seem like he was helping just because it was convenient.Afterwards, he never demanded anything from me.As I left, I felt somewhat distra

This was the first time Frank showed such an expression.It was hard to say if it was nervousness, excitement, or anxiety...In any case, it was completely different from his usual rebellious demeanor.At that moment, it felt as if I saw a glimpse of the old Ryan in him.Suddenly, I became even more composed, almost cold-hearted, suppressing all the emotions that almost burst forth, and turned decisively."Yeah, go on."Before Frank could hang up the phone, he stepped forward, wrapped me in his arms with one hand, and no matter how much I struggled, he held me tightly.On the other end of the line, there were a few more words exchanged. He then said calmly, "Be more careful and don't let anyone lead you astray. I'll come over after I finish comforting someone."With that, he ended the call, shoved his phone into his pocket, and squeezed my face with his large hand, deforming it. He looked at me with a hint of grievance. "Why are you running away? Didn't you hear what I just sai

Before I could say anything, Madam Shaw was instantly furious!With a face full of anger, she glared at Mrs. Shaw. "Who gave you the right to drive guests away from my courtyard?""Grandma, it's okay!"I remembered Frank saying that Grandma couldn't handle extreme emotions, so I quickly reassured her. "I was planning to leave anyway. Soon... Frank should bring the real Miss Shaw back to see you."In a family reunion scene like this, as an outsider, I shouldn't be here.Madam Shaw wanted to me to stay, but seeing that I was insistent, she didn't say anything more.I quickly gathered my luggage I had packed earlier in the morning, and soon came downstairs with my suitcase. Mrs. Shaw escorted me out of the courtyard and, once we were far enough that Madam Shaw couldn't hear, spoke with a hint of disdain, "Don't come back unless there's something really important. The Shaw family isn't a place where just anyone can use!""Mrs. Shaw." I didn't stop walking or look at her, and said ca

Even though the corridor floor was covered with soft carpet, the pain from my butt hitting the ground made my muddled brain regain a bit of clarity.The person who brought me upstairs was Ryan.I actually mistook him for someone else.Perhaps sensing my resistance, Ryan was momentarily stunned, then, against the light, he sneered. "Are you determined to be with him? Are you planning to be a bridesmaid when he marries the eldest daughter of the Shaw family?"Frank's remarks were always sharp. "Are you trying to impose your own experiences on me?"He took a few large strides to where I was and helped me up from the floor, then looked at Ryan with a faint smile. "Mr. Frost, take care, no need to see us off."Ryan clenched his fists, suppressing his anger. "You'd better focus on Lily. Charlotte will only ever be mine.""She has never belonged to anyone." Frank's voice was calm. "She is herself."Ryan's gaze grew colder as he extended his hand to me, adopting what he probably though