Ex-husband’s Regret

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She was not a wishy-washy person and should have said things clearly.

If one couldn't handle it, then one shouldn't play. She didn't want things to become complicated later.

But she didn't do that. Instead, she said, "There's a private theater over there, let's go."

Michael followed Jane across the street, his eyes downcast. "I'm sorry, Jane. I just wanted to bring you something to eat, I didn't mean to disturb you. If I wasted your time, I can find a way to make it up to you." Jane smiled. It was a bit cool in the evening, and she casually put on a jacket and asked, "How can you make it up?"

"..."

Michael leaned closer to her. "I'll do whatever you want."

Jane linked her arm with his. "Don't do things like this again. If you want to bring me something, call me first."

Michael suppressed his joy and looked aggrieved. "I was afraid you'd think it's a hassle, so I took the initiative. If you doesn't like it, I won't do it again, I just hope you don't hate me for it."

Jane knew in her heart that his words were all technique and didn't have any true feelings.

But she liked hearing them.

Sweet talk made people dizzy, but they were nice to hear.

It was far better than some hurtful words from that dog.

No matter whether he was doing it for her sake, she didn't want to hear those overly cold truths.

"It's fine. Just don't stand in the cold wind in the future. Call me, and I won't refuse."

Michael finally showed a smile. "You're the boss, Jane.

"If you're happy, then I'm happy."

"I'll do whatever it takes to make you happy, Jane. I will never upset you."

Zachary didn't like staying in the hospital.

After finishing the IV drip and feeling his headache had eased, he wanted to go home.

Charlie couldn't stop him and called Nina over.

"Zachary, how did you get so sick?"

Her eyes were filled with unshed tears, her soft voice choked with emotion. "It's all my fault. I should have come to the hospital with you when I noticed you don't look so good. I shouldn't have left you alone." As she spoke, she wiped away the tears that were about to fall, took Zachary's hand, and blew on the alcohol swab that hadn't been removed.

"It's already bleeding, Zachary, I'll call the nurse to handle it."

Zachary pulled his hand back, his voice faint and a bit hoarse from being sick. "It's fine."Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

He looked at Charlie. "Make sure she gets home safely

"Zachary, you can't be discharged yet. You still have a fever. If you insist on leaving, I must go home with, you to take care of you. Otherwise, I won't feel at ease and definitely won't sleep tonight." Zachary just wanted to be alone. "It's fine. There's medicine at home. Don't come out alone at night, it's not safe. I'm a grown man and can take care of myself, don't need you to worry." Nina didn't argue, nodding gently. "Zachary, you shouldn't just care about me, you need to take care of yourself too."

Her voice was soft and delicate. "If you don't take care of yourself, I'll have to tell your mom."

Zachary definitely didn't want his family to know, especially his mom.

He didn't want to deal with the hassle.

"Understood. Let Charlie take you home."

Nina reached out to help him up. "If you want to go home, I'll take you

first."

"No need." Zachary avoided her hand. "Charlie will handle the matters about your new store recently, I've already instructed him. You just need to sign the paperwork. Nina suppressed her emotions and maintained a gentle smile. "Thank you, Zachary. Sorry for bothering you."