Ex-husband’s Regret

If they found out they were tricked just because Frank wanted to save someone, wouldn't that offend two major families?

They might not even be able to leave this sea area.

Who knows, they might end up feeding the sharks.

Frank's brows furrowed. "Do as I say."

"Ves."

ing him insist, Alan immediately obeyed the order.

"Frank."

After Alan left, Zachary spoke up, "Alan makes a valid point. Things will get complicated once they're involved. How can you guarantee that we can help the Jebwi family eliminate the Valin family? What if we fail?" Frank's lips curved slightly, even though the illness hadn't completely faded from his face, it couldn't hide his inherent wildness.

"You go and find a way to send a message to Officer Locke."

Zachary instantly understood, chuckling. "You really are a son of a bitch!"

After I ate my fill, I began to feel drowsy.

Especially when the wind died down and the boat moved steadily, I could hardly keep my eyes open.

I leaned against the head of the bed, forcing myself to stay awake for a while, but I eventually closed my

eyes.

But at the moment I heard the door open, I jolted awake.

Jack had returned.

His hands were empty, he wasn't here to bring me anything.

"I feel very uncomfortable on the boat,"

I couldn't help but be cautious and took the initiative to ask, "When can we get off this boat?"Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Jack sat down at the bedside and started to take off his clothes.

I was shocked. "What are you doing?"

Jack was incredibly calm compared to my panic. "Sleeping."

After a few seconds of silence, I asked, "On such a big boat, don't you have a room to sleep in?"

Jack took off his shoes and reached out to grab me, but I quickly got up and dodged.

"Then you can sleep, I'm not tired."

Hearing this, Jack squinted his eyes. "It seems that your earlier cooperation was just to send a signal to

Frank."

He tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Too bad, Frank will never find you."

As he spoke, he took steps toward me, revealing a sickly obsession. "From now on, you belong to me, you're mine, Charlotte, and mine alone."

I felt a chill down my back and quickly turned to run towards the door.

Just as my hand touched the doorknob, a large hand locked around my waist from behind.

Jack's breath was warm against my ear as he spoke.

I felt

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wave of goosebumps rise all over me.

s you don't really want this child, or else you wouldn't be trying to run away."

I knew my actions were completely futile.

Once I was out that door, I would still be on the boat.

If I weren't pregnant, I could jump into the sea as a last resort for a slim chance of survival.

But now, if I jumped, I would likely end up dead along with the baby.

I couldn't afford to gamble.

"I'm just feeling too stuffy, I want to get some fresh air. You don't understand since you've never been pregnant. I feel nauseous from certain smells, and I have a terrible headache. Staying in this confined space makes it hard to even breathe." I spoke for a long time, but the hand around my waist showed no sign of loosening.

I felt tense all over. "Didn't you say Frank wouldn't find you here? I'm just getting some air, what are you afraid of? Or do you think you're not as good as Frank?"

The arm around my waist loosened, and I immediately opened the door to go outside.

I instinctively walked to the right, but I was suddenly pulled back by a force.

A heavy weight settled on my shoulder-it was a black trench coat.

In a daze, Jack seemed as gentle as before. "It's cold at sea."

Suddenly, I remembered something and felt a surge of panic and fear.