Ex-husband’s Regret

"I can't believe you guys didn't tell me that you were coming to drink."

The sweet and innocent one was always carefree, completely oblivious.

He raised his glass to clink with the two, cheerful, as if there was nothing in the world that could trouble him.

"I feel like you're isolating me now. Forget about Frank, he has a family. But Zachary, what's your excuse? I haven't seen you out drinking these days. You have a girlfriend or something?" Zachary didn't even spare him a glance and just drank silently.

Charlie then noticed something was off and asked Frank, "Frank, did his true love abandon him again?"

Frank leaned back on the sofa, his long fingers holding the wine glass, making it look like a piece of art. He spoke in a laid-back tone, "Not exactly."

Charlie sat down next to Zachary and casually put his arm around his shoulder.

"Your true love hasn't abandoned you then why do you look like you've broken up? I've never looked this way when I broke up."

Zachary continued to remain silent and pushed Charlie's arm away.

Charlie couldn't help but sigh. "The power of true love..."

Frank thought of something and asked, "When did you break up?" Charlie lamented, "Frank, you only thought of asking me that now?"

"I posted about it in our group of three, saying I had a breakup."

It seemed there was indeed such a matter.

Frank hadn't really paid attention.

Charlie had gotten used to it, not pursuing further, and continued, "Alas, Jane likes younger men. I'm indeed not a young man anymore."

He precisely hit a nerve.

Frank didn't have time to warn him.

"What do you mean by younger men?"

Charlie jumped up. "Oh, you finally decided to speak."

He hit another nerve.

Frank took a sip of his drink and watched the drama unfold.

Zachary's eyes, tinted with drunkenness, remained cold and intimidating when he was

angry.

"Who are you calling old?"

Charlie didn't catch on immediately and scratched his head. "No, I didn't mean you're old. We're just older than those youngsters, that's a fact. What's there to be angry about?". "Even if you're handsome and don't show your age, you're still older than the youngsters."

Zachary slowly stood up, swaying slightly.

Charlie reached to steady him but was pushed away.

"Wait... what's with you today? Is that true love really that important to you?"

Zachary clung to the age issue. "Are you saying girls now prefer immature little boys?"

Charlie felt that Zachary wasn't really mature himself.

He looked at Frank. "Frank, what happened to his true love? Didn't she come back to rekindle the romance? Does his family still not agree with their relationship?"

Frank replied casually, "I'm not sure. After all, I have a family and no time to pay attention to other matters."

Wasn't that just pouring fuel on the fire?

Charlie was about to speak when he felt himself yanked back by the collar.

He almost lost his temper.

"Zachary, why are you taking it out on me? I just mentioned your age, I've never seen you care this much before. Besides, I didn't say all girls like youngsters, I only said Jane rejected me because of the younger man." The sweet and innocent one truly lived up to his name.

Every word was another precise hit.

Zachary grabbed Charlie's collar, and it was only up close that Charlie saw how frighteningly red his eyes were.

""Frank, help me!"

"I don't have the strength." Frank downed his drink. "I'm drunk."

Charlie was utterly speechless. When had he ever been drunk?

Charlie could only try to get out of this by himself.Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

"Bro, it's just a breakup. There are plenty of women out there. We shouldn't stick to one woman. Besides, given your family situation, it's normal for people without connections not to date you. They can't waste their youth just to be a secret lover, can they?"