Ex-husband’s Regret (Ryan and Charlotte)
Regret H 493

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Chapter 493

Julie's grandson had a fever, so she took the day off to go to the hospital.

The entire house was especially quiet under the sunset's afterglow, and even his heartbeat seemed incredibly clear.

The atmosphere was thick with a growing sense of intimacy, like creeping vines wrapping around us. I felt my breathing become tense and nudged him, "You must be hungry. I'll go make dinner..." ""Yes, I'm hungry."

Frank's brown eyes were filled with a burning intensity. The next moment, his long, strong hand gently cupped the back of my head, and his body silently pressed closer to mine. The position became increasingly intimate, with the ambiguity spreading like layers being peeled away.

My heart pounded wildly!

The tip of my nose was surrounded by a refreshing, cool minty scent, and the man's low voice murmured," But I don't want to eat."

As he spoke, his breathing grew deeper and slower. When he lowered his head, his warm lips touched mine. I felt like I was electrocuted.

His kisses were persistent and rough, as if he wanted to devour me, with faint sounds of swallowing.

Apparently unsatisfied, his large hand reached for the side zipper of my long dress, eager to explore!

His fingertips were cool, and the sudden sensation made me shiver all over, my awareness heightened to an unbearable degree.

The kiss continued.

The air seemed to thin.

As the man's hands roamed, I instinctively moved back, with my whole body following. Just as I almost fell backward, I heard him let out a low laugh from his throat. He firmly wrapped his arm around my waist, and amidst the spinning world, took control, pressing me down onto the sofa.

I could feel his readiness and eagerness.

My eyes, now glistening from the kisses, looked up at him, and I playfully asked, "Frank, are you being a pervert in broad daylight?"

"Nope." The man kissed the corner of my eye and tangled his fingers in my hair. "This is what I call -fulfilling the duties of a boyfriend."

I stared at him and smiled gently. "Do you know that even between boyfriend and girlfriend, it has to be mutual consent?"

He smiled. "Then may I ask, Mrs. Smith, do you consent?"

"Who's Mrs. Smith?"

Without even a proposal, he wanted to change the title. That wasn't going to happen!

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Chapter 493

"Then may I ask, future Mrs. Smith, do you consent?" asked Frank.

Just as I was about to say yes, my stomach audibly rumbled.

After working on the design drafts all day, I had only nibbled on an apple for lunch and was quite hungry.

Frank looked down at me. "You have quite an appetite?"

Understanding the teasing in his words, my ears burned with embarrassment, and I glared at him. "Can't I be hungry?"

He sighed and, resignedly, picked me up. "You didn't have something to eat at lunch?"

Knowing he cared about my health, I felt a bit guilty and murmured, "I was too busy and didn't pay attention."

"You value money over your life," said Frank.

I glanced at him. "Aren't you the same?"

He was even more obsessed with work than I was. He wanted to reclaim the Smith family, to make me officially Mrs. Smith. He wanted to protect me and his family. And I...

I also wanted to do everything I could to prepare a backup plan for him.

Even though the Charlotte Jewelry is still far from matching the Smith Group, I was trying my best.

Frank stared at me intensely, seeming to understand my unspoken words. He stood up and playfully scolded me, "You fool."

"I'll go make dinner."

"I'll do it." I grabbed him. "I've been hungry all day, and I don't want to be forced to take a shower."

I still remember the result of his last attempt at cooking.

He took advantage of me taking a shower to lie about his cooking!

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