Ex-husband’s Regret

Zachary was quite surprised when she pinched his mouth shut.

His usual calm and indifferent demeanor was nowhere to be seen.

Jane held his mouth tightly, looking at him coldly. "Mr. Collins, you may have power and influence, but if you continue to harass me, then a person who has nothing to lose won't be afraid of anything. Even if it costs me my life, I will make you pay the price." This was not what Zachary wanted.

Hearing her say she liked someone else caused a fire to surge in his chest, wildly crashing around.

He couldn't control himself.

At that moment, he had only one thought and that was to silence her irritating mouth.

Now that he had calmed down a bit, he recalled the hurtful things he had said earlier.

At that time, Jane probably wanted to sew his mouth shut.

"I've let you scold me," he said, removing her hand from his mouth. "Aren't you done venting your anger? Tell me what would make you feel better?"

Jane's expression was indifferent. "I already told you, didn't you listen?"

Zachary fell silent.

Jane was cold. "I just want you to let me go now, and we can go our separate ways."

Zachary opened his mouth to retort, but Jane's next words interrupted him.

"Mr. Collins, we have mutual friends. Let's not make things too awkward. If you let me go now, I will still smile and greet you politely when we meet in the future." Zachary felt a headache coming on.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

He had never encountered a more difficult situation than this.

It was his own fault for digging this hole.

"Jane."

He called her name, his expression serious and earnest. "I like you."

If she hadn't seen the ambiguous interactions between him and his true love.

Even if he had said something excessive at the airport, she could have understood, since he had been in a rush to save Frank.

She had also been worried about him and didn't want him to be in danger.

At that time, there was a degree of stubbornness in her feelings.

So, she could forgive him.

If he had been able to say "I like you" back then, she would have happily pursued a relationship with him.

But it was too late now.

"Zachary, don't make me hate you."

On her way home, Jane stopped to buy some alcohol.

She collapsed onto the sofa as soon as she entered, still in her makeup and clothes.

Recalling what had just happened, she remembered that after she said those words, Zachary had released her, watching her leave.

She couldn't understand his gaze and didn't want to.

But why did her heart ache so much?

"Ah! I don't care anymore!" she shouted, got up to change clothes and remove her makeup, opened a bottle of wine, and sat on the balcony drinking. The day grew colder.

Even the blood in her veins seemed to flow more slowly.

Ding-

Her phone on the small coffee table rang.

Jane glanced at it, it was Michael.

She suddenly didn't feel like answering.

Michael seemed to sense her reluctance and didn't call again, instead, he sent a message.

Jane hesitated for a moment but still clicked to read it.

Michael. "Jane, I know you're feeling down. I also know I don't have the ability to make you happy. If you don't want to hang out anymore, I won't bother you again. However, if you need help, just tell me. I can help you get rid of Zachary so he won't disturb you again. Of course, if you really can't let him go, I'll still wish you well."

His words made Jane feel a bit guilty.

But when he mentioned helping her get rid of Zachary, it struck a chord with her.

She suddenly realized that Zachary had just let her go.

But his gaze had clearly indicated he wasn't done with her.

He was just initially appeasing her and would later find a way to win her back.