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Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

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We were all adults here. Given the conversations we had recently, | understood what his gestures and attentions

meant.

| was somewhat at a loss for how to respond.

| had already said what needed to be said on that day.

Frequent refusals could lead to awkwardness and might even jeopardize our friendship.

Jack hesitated slightly. "Charlotte, have I given you any burden?"

| fiddled with my cutlery, and before I could speak, he continued thoughtfully, "I've said before, you don't need to

respond to anything. Just consider this as care between friends." "In the future, when you're ready to start a new

relationship, we can take it slow," he

added.

My heart warmed.

Had I not experienced the failed marriage with Ryan, or if | were still at an impulsive age, hearing those words

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might have ledto fall deeply for him.

But now, I... was too afraid.

The cost of becoming emotionally involved was too great.

| slowly loosened my grip on the cutlery. "What if that day never comes?"

Since the topic was already on the table, | didn't want to hide anything from him.

Seeing his stunned expression, | put down my cutlery.

"Jack, what if Ryan and | never got divorced? What would you do?"

"I would stay single." Jack gave a helpless smile, the soft light casting a glow on his head.

"To be honest, my choice to return to the country was partly because | heard that your relationship with Ryan

wasn't as good as it seemed online."

He looked directly atin the eyes and said, "Cto think of it, am | being a bit despicable? Always hoping

for your divorce, hoping for even the slightest chance for

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myself."

"How could that be? Before my divorce, you never crossed any boundaries."

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| was surprised by his honesty. | lightly pressed my lips together and continued, "But divorce doesn't mean | still

have the ability to like someone. As of now, Jack, you and Jane are both very important people to me, very good

friends."

When | mentioned "very good friends," the light in his eyes dimmed a little.

Yet, | didn't want to deceive him.

Jack lowered his head slightly, thought for a moment, then lifted his head to look atagain, still gentle.

"Charlotte, how about we set a deadline? For example, six months, a year, or two years. If | can't make you fall

forby then, | will... give up."

| hesitated for a long time. “Let's go with six months."

My views on relationships were different from Jane's, but the one thing we agreed on was that we didn't believe

in love growing over time.

Over time, only familial affection remains.

Falling in love often happened in an instant.

If it was possible to develop feelings, then the past years plus the next six months should be enough. If not, |

didn't want to waste too much of his time. "Alright," Jack agreed cheerfully. "Let's eat quickly, or it will get cold."

After dinner, | saw him to the door. He glanced at Frank's door across the hall and suddenly asked, "Charlotte,

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are you very close with Mr. Smith?" "Not really," | answered honestly, not thinking much of it. "We're not

particularly close, but not distant either."

As Frank had said, he acted flamboyantly and unpredictably, making it hard for ordinary people to gauge him.

"Got it."

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Jack's expression softened further. "I'll be leaving now. Rest early."

Ryan and Bethany's engagement party was scheduled for early next month.

Considering Bethany's unique taste, designing the outfits would take quite a bit of time.

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After rushing through the work for several c email on Friday evening.

The next morning, just before seven, some

manner.

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After rushing through the work for several days, | sent the initial design drafts to her email on Friday evening.

The next morning, just before seven, someone knocked on my door in a disorganized

manner.