Ex-husband’s Regret

Right now, taking a risky move was the best way to break the deadlock.

But...

Charlotte put down her phone and asked Jane, "Are you serious? You just said someone stood by your side, and you were happy. Why are you saying this now? What you mean by breaking up-do you mean a permanent breakup or just a temporary separation until he handles things with Nina?"

Jane wanted to have a drink, but she couldn't because of the medication.

She took a sip of water and said, "It's a breakup. I can't reach the Collins family. Having been there is enough for me. I don't want him to sever ties with his family because of me. My biological father, though he has severed ties, we still have a father-daughter relationship. In the future, Zachary will go into politics. My father could become his liability. So, if I can't help him, I shouldn't hold him back."

Charlotte felt heartbroken.

Frank had recorded these words in Madam Collins' room and sent them to Charlotte.

She had intended to keep it from Jane, not expecting that she and Madam Collins would think the same way.

What they said was almost identical.

"He also said he wants to share life and death with me.'

Jane's eyes were red, but she kept smiling. "What he carries is the entire family. The Collins family raised him, educated him, so he could lead them to glory. Therefore, it can't end with me. I also can't let him share life and death with me. His life is not mine, I don't have the right to decide."

Charlotte hadn't seen Jane this upset in a long time.

"If you want to hold on, there might be a way out. Frank and Zachary will think of something. Don't underestimate yourself, you're wonderful. Your father might not even be a stain on your record." Jane blinked, and tears began to fall.

Charlotte pulled her onto the sofa and covered her with a light blanket. "You should rest more and sleep. Once the swelling on your head goes down, then you can start thinking about things." Jane felt, for some reason, as if all her strength had been drained away.

She then fell asleep crying..

Charlotte quietly wiped her tears and then picked up her phone to message Frank.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Frank forwarded the message to Zachary,

Their matters needed to be resolved by themselves,

The breakup had to be spoken of by them directly.

The moment Zachary received the message, he wanted to find Jane.

But as he reached the entrance, Nina called out to him.

"Zachary, shouldn't you choose your suit as well?"

Zachary's hand rested on the doorknob, squeezing it tightly.

The cold metal pressed into his palm, leaving a painful imprint.

His voice was flat. "You can choose, you know my size."

Nina didn't say anything else and really went to choose a suit for Zachary..

Zachary opened the door and stepped out.

The winter wind cut through his clothes like a knife, piercing to the bone and causing pain that made his skin crawl.

Jane slept deeply for a long time.

She had a dream.

She relived all the years of her life in that dream.

When she woke up, her mouth felt dry, and she wanted water, but she felt groggy and didn't want to move at all, so she called for Charlotte. "Charlotte, I'm thirsty."

The living room was dark, only the moonlight spilled in from the balcony.

Jane saw a figure move until a large hand gripped her shoulder and lifted her.

The familiar cold scent mixed with tobacco lingered in her nose.

She realized it wasn't Charlotte.

"Why... why are you here?"