Ex-husband’s Regret (Ryan and Charlotte) novel Chapter 670

Chapter 670 

Chapter 670 

I quickly called out to Jane. 

She was arm in arm with my mom, keeping pace with me. 

Alex came over to find Alana but asked Danny if he wanted to go play. 

Of course, Danny wanted to play, so he pulled his mom and dad along, and the three of them left together. 

That left just the three of us. 

Charlie scratched his head. “I won’t disturb you guys then. My grandma called and said she misses me.” 

“Alright, go on.” 

In the end, the whole venue was cleared out except for the staff tidying up. 

Only Zachary and Nina remained. 

Zachary seemed a bit lost as he watched Jane leave. 

Nina sensed something. “Zachary, are we going home now or…?” 

The man next to her seemed not to hear, and she glanced in Jane’s direction as well. 

Her face held a perfect curve, but there was no change in her expression as she gently asked again. 

This time, Zachary reacted, replying softly, “I’ll take you home.” 

After resting for two days, Frank and I took Sparrow to visit Grandma. 

My mom volunteered to join us. 

I was a bit surprised because she had been avoiding the topic. 

“Mom, if it’s still hard for you, we can wait a bit. Grandma will understand.” 

My mom shook her head. “Some things need to be faced to truly let go.” 

The three of us, along with Sparrow, went to see Grandma. 

We had originally planned to come yesterday, but it rained. 

With a child, we were worried about her catching a cold. 

Today, the roads were still damp. 

I walked behind Frank as he held the child to prevent her from slipping. 

Frank turned back to me. “You go ahead.” 

I refused. “No, I’ll stay behind and watch.” 

He handed the child to me, urging me to go first. “I won’t be able to know if you fall over behind me.” 

I couldn’t help but laugh, carefully making my way forward while holding the child. 

We stopped in front of the tombstone, and Frank laid down flowers and arranged Grandma’s favorite 

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He knelt first, then reached out for the child, but I shook my head and knelt with the child in my arms. 

Though my mom never had a close relationship with Grandma, she also knelt down. 

I freed one hand to hold hers, our eyes meeting without needing words. 

I turned to the tombstone, and Frank gently wiped the water stains from the photo. 

I smiled at him, changing how I held the child to face Grandma. 

I spoke up. “Grandma, I brought your great–granddaughter to see you.” 

“I haven’t dreamed of you lately, and I don’t know how you’re doing. If you can hear me today, come and see me, and if you need anything, just let me know.” 

“Also…” I raised my left hand, the pear–shaped diamond ring sparkling in the light. “Frank proposed to me, and we’re preparing to get our marriage certificate and hold a wedding. When the time comes, I’ll come back to toast you. Today’s wine is to celebrate the child’s birth.” 

I bowed to show respect towards Grandma and Frank did the same. 

Then, Frank said in a deep and hoarse voice, “Grandma, thank you for your trust. Thank you for giving Charlotte to me. You can rest assured that from now on, I won’t let her suffer any grievances.”