Ex-husband’s Regret (Ryan and Charlotte) novel Chapter 441

"Are you really going to pretend that the explosion in the lab has nothing to do with you?" Charlie's temper flared, and he made it clear, adding, "Don't think that the Smith family is really in your pocket. As an illegitimate child, what can you use to establish yourself in the Smith family?"

"At least right now, the person in the Smith family is me, not you, isn't it?" Luke smiled and looked at Frank. "Anyway, I've delivered the message from Dad. Whether or not you come back is your own business."

As he turned to leave, he smirked again. "By the way, happy birthday. I didn't expect you'd still be here celebrating."

With that, he left.

Charlie was fuming. "What's that supposed to mean? Is he lamenting that Frank didn't die in the lab two years ago?"

"Enough, Charlie." Zachary's expression remained calm. "Why are you arguing with a dog?"

Seeing that both Zachary and Frank were unaffected, Charlie also calmed down and turned to Frank. "Frank, was the explosion two years ago just to ruin one of his projects?"

Zachary leaned back. "You're underestimating Frank's capacity for revenge."

Hearing this, I felt my heart skip a beat.

Luke seemed like someone who would use ruthless methods.

Even now, thinking about the explosion still gave me the chills.

If I had to confront him again...

Frank seemed to sense my anxiety. He held my hand and gently squeezed it. "Don't worry. This time I'll be fine."

Zachary asked pointedly, "Will you be going back for the family banquet tomorrow night?"

"Yes." Frank's lips curved into a slight smile. "I have to go."

After the party, when we got home, Jane retreated to her room to play games.

Danny had a bath and then collapsed on the bed, fast asleep with his little belly exposed, sleeping soundly.

I tucked him in and then left the room, closing the door behind me.

Frank was still waiting in the living room.

Speaking of which, aside from childhood memories, I didn't even know when I started liking him again.

Was it when he carried me away after I was tied up in the underground car park?

Or when he appeared with an umbrella while I was kneeling in the snow, my knees frozen?

Or was it when he kicked open the door to the blood draw room while I was tied to a chair?

Thinking back, he had saved me and helped me many times.

But my feelings for him didn't start with a specific incident.

It was just that he had always chosen me without hesitation, with unwavering commitment, and unconditionally.

I could genuinely feel his special affection for me.

Frank's gaze deepened, and he suddenly kissed me, his tone suggestive. "With you around, how could I bear to die? Charlotte, I haven't married you yet, haven't had children with you, and haven't gone grey with you."