Ex-husband’s Regret

"If Mr. Collins wants me to give you a ride, I'm sorry, I don't have time. But I can call a taxi for you."

Zachary pressed his throbbing forehead. "Why must it be like this?"

Jane found it amusing and was too lazy to say much to the drunk. "Are you calling for a taxi yourself, Mr. Collins, or should I help you?" Zachary felt confused and asked, "Are you still talking to Charlie?"

Jane had tied her hair up to make it easier to hold the baby. Feeling a bit irritated, she let it down and shook it.

Then she glanced over at Charlotte's house.

She was contemplating whether to interrupt their moment and let Frank deal with Zachary.

But thinking about Frank's methods, she passed on that idea.

She took out her phone, preparing to call a taxi.

Just then, Charlie called her, which was convenient, she could have him take Zachary away.

But before she could answer, her phone was snatched away, then she was enveloped by a shadow.

Before she could react, she felt something soft and cool against her lips.

Smack-

Without thinking, Jane slapped him.

Previously, when she teased him, he hadn't shown any interest at all.

Even if it was just for fun, kissing and sleeping together, she could accept it openly.

But that wasn't what Zachary did. He had always been cold and distant, giving her no response.

Later, at the airport, he had made things very clear.

Knowing he had a beloved first love, she maturely adjusted their relationship to that of ordinary friends.

So now, when he forcefully kissed her, it felt like he was just being a rogue.

"If you keeps acting like this with me, Mr. Collins, don't blame me for embarrassing you in public."

Zachary had never been slapped before.

Even with strict discipline at home, he had never been slapped when he made mistakes.

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If it were the woman he loved, then fine, let it be.

But he and Jane didn't share that kind of relationship.

He threw Jane's phone onto the car roof and turned to leave.

Jane picked up her phone, unlocked the car door, got in, and sped away.

On the balcony upstairs.

I asked Frank, "Aren't you going to send Zachary off?"

Frank pulled me inside, closed the balcony door, and drew the curtains. "He's a grown man, he can handle it. Time to sleep."

But I couldn't sleep, especially since it concerned Jane, I wanted to ask about the situation. "What's Zachary doing?"

Frank pinched my cheek. "You're still worried about Jane? It's Zachary's first time getting slapped, I think your good friend will be fine."

I slipped out of his arms, turned over, and rested my chin on my hands, staring at him.

Frank chuckled helplessly and pressed down on my head, tilting his chin. "That trip abroad, Zachary spoke harshly, he's just looking for a chance to apologize."

I scoffed. "You guys apologize by forcefully kissing someone?"

Frank didn't want to discuss this. He hadn't expected Zachary to kiss Jane either, but it wasn't surprising.

If you liked someone and didn't say it, then you deserve to get slapped.

"Are you trying to gather intel for Jane?"

I shook my head. "Jane said she wouldn't do anything to ruin someone's relationship. She's decided to let go, so I won't play matchmaker."

"Our Jane is so radiant and charming, she doesn't need Zachary."

Frank could tell there was more to my words.

It was obvious I was pushing him to talk about the first love.

"Zachary's family is special, involved in politics and business, so they have high standards for his partner."

I blinked, guessing, "Is the first love from an ordinary background?"

Frank nodded. "Yeah, she's the daughter of the family driver. Interestingly, Zachary's mother really liked her, treating her like her own daughter, giving her everything on one condition. She couldn't develop feelings for Zachary."