Ex-husband’s Regret

Alana took a sip of water, feeling comfortable as she sighed. "Charlotte is also concerned about you."

"I know." Jane nodded. "You go sit down and rest, I still need to chat with the clients here."

"Okay, go do what you have to."

I was still a bit worried about Jane, even somewhat distracted while cutting the cake.

It was Frank who steadied my hand.

However, the situation I was worried about didn't happen.

Jane and Zachary were sitting very far apart.

There were many people and an aisle in between them.

They were each talking to others.

But just as the cake was being served, Jane suddenly stood up, startling me.

I looked over at Zachary, and he stood up as well.

They both started walking towards me.

I hurriedly tried to tug on Frank's shirt, but my hand met air.

Frank was no longer beside me.

"Jane..."

I feared Jane might do something impulsive. Just as I was about to speak, I saw Jane take the microphone and cover my mouth. Zachary had also stopped beside me.

I was momentarily dazed, reaching to pull Jane's hand away, but she spoke up. "Thank you all for taking the time to attend my best friend Charlotte's birthday party, as well as Sparrow's birth celebration. On this joyous occasion, I am also happy to present a performance for everyone."

I was dumbfounded.

It wasn't that I was surprised by Jane performing, she always loved lively events, was extroverted, and could sing and dance. A performance from her wasn't unexpected.

But what was Zachary doing up there?

Were they really going to perform together?

"We have a very special program today, which is a talk show."

"My partner is none other than Mr. Collins."

Nwas gobsmacked.

I blinked at Jane. "What are you doing?"

Jane smiled. "This performance is specially dedicated to you. Just watch from the side."

And just like that, I was gently pushed off the stage by Jane.

Alana pulled me down to sit.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

While I was in a daze, I still felt something was off.

The two on stage had already started.

I focused intently, fearing they might start arguing.

But they didn't.

Their act was surprisingly coherent.

Although it was a parody of a famous talk show, the execution was quite good.

But when did they practice this?

Weren't they all ignoring each other these past few days?

Jane and Zachary hadn't rehearsed.

It was purely Jane delivering the punchlines while Zachary followed with the responses.

It was just a warm-up for Frank's proposal. It didn't have to perfect.

It couldn't be compared to professionals.

"Alright, our performance comes to an end. Please give a warm round of applause to welcome the next performer on stage."

Jane stepped down from the stage.

Suddenly, petals began to fall from the sky.

As the soft piano music played, I realized the stage was rotating.

A figure gradually came into view, someone I was extremely familiar with.

He rarely wore all white.

Sitting at the piano, he began to play and sing.

His deep voice blended beautifully with the piano, sounding less like a song and more like a storytelling.

The venue fell silent, the melody seemed to have a magical power, drawing everyone fully into his music.

I had no idea this segment was included.

And I hadn't seen Frank play the piano.

He only sang occasionally.

After all, I had been busy with company matters for the past couple of days.

I had to admit, this man had such talent, he handled everything with ease.

"Please welcome my wife to the stage to perform with me."

Suddenly, I was called to the stage by Frank without any preparation.

"What should I play?"

Frank whispered a song title in my ear.