Ex-husband’s Regret

Charlie caught up to her. "It's still early."

Jane stopped, turned, and leaned against the car.

Suddenly she asked, "Has Mr. Collins encountered any issues recently?"

"Huh?"

Charlie was caught off guard by the sudden topic, but he didn't think much of it and replied, "Hey, it's just that his ex-girlfriend is back. It's normal for him to be a bit off, he almost fell out with his family over her before." 'So devoted. Then why the hell did he kiss me? So shameless!'

Jane turned and kicked the tire. Such an action caused her foot to hurt and tears streamed down her cheeks.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Seeing this, Charlie realized something was wrong. "Feeling down? Did someone bully you? I'll go teach them a lesson."

Jane really wanted to say it was Zachary, but unfortunately, they were friends.

She had to deal with this herself.

"No one bullied me. I just don't want Mr. Collins to be in a bad mood and raise my rent. Or not give me such a good spot to rent." Charlie waved his hand. "Nonsense! I'm still here, you don't have to worry, Miss Greenwood."

Jane really wasn't in the mood, even being superficially polite was her limit today.

"I think I left the gas on at home. I need to head back."

Charlie panicked, as if his own gas was still on. "Perfect! My driver can give you a ride. Let me know when you get home."

Jane nodded and got into the back seat.

When Charlie couldn't see the back of the car anymore, he withdrew his gaze and pulled out his phone to type a message in their group chat. He looked quite regretful.

"Ran into Miss Greenwood. If it weren't for her gas leak at home, we would have had a lovely evening."

Frank was feeding the baby.

Charlotte was tired tonight and didn't wake her for breastfeeding, she took the milk stored in the fridge. and was heating it.

He rarely paid attention to group messages, but feeling good tonight, he replied, "You didn't send her home and help her out?" Gas leak?

That sounded like an excuse Jane would come up with

Charlie: "I drank, so I can't give her a lift. I had my driver drop her off, and I've asked her to message me when she gets home... What do you want me to help with? I can't fix gas lines." Frank felt it was unnecessary to reply.

Chasing someone like this would take lifetimes without success.

They were friends, so if Frank were to be nice he would say Charlie was naive and sweet.

To put it bluntly... just forget it.

Now that he was a dad, he needed to set a good example for his daughter, so he wouldn't say those harsh words.

"Get home early, wash up, and sleep."

In dreams, anything was possible, and there was always a chance to pursue someone.

Charlie, however, was excited: "Today, Jane was in a bad mood, and I comforted her. I think I might have a chance."

Frank didn't want to reply anymore.

Charlie, however, showed no signs of stopping: "They say if you care for a girl when she's at her most vulnerable, she'll fall for you." Frank squinted and paused, then typed: "Who said that?"

Charlie sent a picture.

Frank opened it.

"108 Ways to Pursue a Girl."

After a moment of speechlessness, he simply muted the group chat.

He didn't know that Zachary was watching.

He guessed Jane was upset because he had forcefully kissed her.

Getting slapped earlier had made him angry, but on the way back, that anger had faded.

Now, after drinking some water, he was calm again.

He pondered how to repair their relationship.

His gaze lingered on the image.

"108 Ways to Pursue a Girl..." he muttered to himself.

The next day, just after dropping Frank off at work, I saw Jane storming out of another elevator.

I noticed the dark circles under her eyes and asked, "Didn't sleep all night?"

Jane had insomnia, she couldn't wait and rushed over early in the morning.

"Let's talk inside."

I poured her a glass of water.

1 already knew what she wanted to complain about, especially since I had seen everything last night.