Ex-husband’s Regret

In the evening, Frank didn't have dinner at home.

Zachary also helped him handle many things.

He couldn't keep being aloof, he had to go check it out.

I fed the child some milk and sat down at the dining table.

I noticed Jane was staring at her phone, bringing cutlery to her mouth but not picking up a single grain of rice.

"What are you busy with? If it's work-related, I can start handling it with you now."

Jane shook her head.

"Nothing." She put down her phone and said, "It's my personal matter."

There were rarely any secrets between Jane and me.

She wasn't someone who could keep things hidden.

Something was off.

Thinking back, it seemed like there was something strange between her and Zachary.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

"Have you completely given up on pursuing Zachary?"

Jane responded with a nod.

"Let's not talk about him him, you should eat more meat and nourish yourself."

She kept serving me dishes until my plate was piled high.

I reached out to stop her.

"Is it because of that so-called first love?"

Jane put down her cutlery.

"No matter how much I like him, I won't do something to ruin someone's relationship."

I couldn't intervene in matters of relationships.

This kind of thing didn't follow logic.

"Did you confirm? Is there really a first love?"

Jane pointed to her own eyes.

"I'm not blind."

I said, "Seeing doesn't necessarily mean it's true."

Jane clearly didn't want to talk about this topic.

"Since you're already engaged, what about your wedding dress?"

17

"The year of mourning is almost over, you probably won't have time to get it made."

Jane rarely avoided questions about relationships.

She usually did whatever she wanted.

"Why care about true love when you're an adult?"

That was her motto.

But now she was clearly caught up in true love.

"Do you have any ideas?" I decided not to dwell on the topic anymore.

Jane hugged me and smiled.

"Believe it or not, I actually do have a way."

At the bar.

Charlie raised his glass first.

"Congratulations, Frank, on welcoming a precious daughter. I also wish you and your wife a smooth journey ahead, health, and happiness."

Frank clinked glasses with him, smirking and teasing, "You're starting to sound like a dad. What, jealous? Want to be a dad?"

Charlie sighed. "I do want to, but the girl isn't responding."

Frank glanced over at Zachary and asked, "Are you serious now?"

Charlie leaned closer to Frank.

"Frank, Jane and Charlotte have such a good relationship. Can you say a few good words for me? I wasn't reliable before, but I swear I'm serious this time."

Frank squinted his eyes.

"Someone has already clearly rejected you, so why are you still chasing her? There are plenty of other women in the world."

"She hasn't rejected me."

""She hasn't?"

Frank glanced at Zachary and asked, "What do you think?"

Charlie-said, "She said she was busy, and I can understand that. After all, she's Charlotte's best friend, and with so many things going on, she must be busy. I also can't just keep chatting with her for fun, I'm waiting for her to finish up. Right, Frank, you can help me say a few words when the time comes." Frank curved his lips into a meaningful smile and kicked Zachary's leg.

"I sacrificed time with my wife and daughter to drink with you. You're just here acting like some moody boy? If you don't want to drink, I can leave."

"Don't!" shouted Charlie. "He's been like this lately, zoning out all the time. I asked him, but he won't say anything. Don't let him ruin the mood, I'll drink with you, Frank." "Zoning out?"

Frank pretended to be clueless, but he knew very well.

Charlie spoke before Zachary, "I'm puzzled too. His ex-girlfriend, who he couldn't forget, came back, and you'd think he'd have nothing to be moody about."