Ex-husband’s Regret (Ryan and Charlotte)

Chapter 174

I was astonished by his confidence. Yes, I didn't deny that I used to like him a lot, but why did he think I would stand still and wait for him. Why would I choose him forever?

My wrist twisted in his grip, but I couldn't break free. I said slowly and deliberately, "I don't want to. Ryan, let go!"

The light from above cast shadows over his head, deepening the hollows of his eyes. His voice turned cold as frost. "Very well, you really have some backbone."

However, in the next moment, he effortlessly pushed me into the car and slammed the door shut with a loud bang. Ignoring my attempt to open it, he pressed the door tightly shut. Outside the car, two men over 6 feet tall exuded a tense atmosphere, like a spark ready to ignite gunpowder.

I feared they would start fighting again, but I didn't know what Ryan said-just a few words-and Jack ceased his hostility. He seemed tinged with resignation and restraint.

Ryan pulled open the car door and shoved me inside. As I got in, I heard Jack calmly say, "Mr. Frost, you're left with so little leverage."

Bang!

The next moment, Ryan slammed the door shut with a resounding noise, his sharp jawline betraying his emotions. Jack had effortlessly provoked him.

"Drive!" Ryan commanded sharply.

Sitting on the other side, I tried the door handle and found it locked-I couldn't open it. "I want to get out!" At the same time, the driver had already started the car, moving steadily out of the car park. Ryan leaned back in his seat, closing his eyes as if he hadn't heard a word I said.

I didn't care, I pulled the door handle and pushing the door open to get out. But in the next moment, a strong force pulled me back into the car. With a long arm, he reached over me and closed the door firmly shut.

The car screeched to a sudden stop!

I steadied myself and saw the man's cold, silent eyes staring straight at me, a hint of mockery curling his lips. "Is that how eager you are to go back and find him?"

I couldn't understand his thought process. "I want to go home!"

"Is it to go home or to find him?"

"Ryan, can't you understand plain words?"

I laughed in frustration, meeting his gaze head-on. "Even if I were going to find him, what does it have to do with you? It's none of your business!"

He questioned coldly, "Where were you this morning?"

"None of your damn business!"

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I pushed him away, intent on getting out of the car regardless. He grabbed my wrist without resistance, leaning In to stare into my eyes. "Feeling guilty?" "Why would I feel guilty?"

"Charlotte, now that you're deeply involved with the Renolds family, what's your next move, marrying into it?" He pressed in a low voice.

I was stunned for a moment, then realized. "You had someone follow me?"

No one besides Jack, Jennifer, and I knew about my visit to the Renolds family this morning!

His eyes narrowed slightly, not answering directly. "I clearly warned you that the Renolds family is very complicated. Why didn't you listen? Jack returned to the country not long ago. On the surface, he's at the MS Group, but in reality, he's almost sidelining Sally. Do you think he's just an ordinary person?"

"W-what?" It was all a blur to me. After a moment, it dawned on me. "But that has nothing to do with me." Jack hadn't hidden anything from me. He had even told me he was going back to the Renolds family.

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