Ex-husband’s Regret

"Thanking others is a good virtue, it's what elementary school teachers teach."

Zachary had been somewhat impatient and even a bit annoyed by her incessant messages and provocations.

But since that day at the airport, he felt quite uncomfortable about their interactions.

Yet he hadn't found the opportunity to sit down and talk with her properly.

Once Charlotte gave birth, he would need to make time for that.

"Why hasn't she come out yet?"

Frank was pulling at his own hair in frustration.

Seeing him pull out a lighter, Alan quickly stopped him.

"Frank, your sister-in-law hasn't been inside for long. Giving birth isn't like buying something, be patient. Ms. Jackson is in there with her, so she'll be fine. Don't scare yourself."

"If the baby comes out and you smell like smoke, you'll choke her."

Frank hadn't caught much of what was said earlier, but he did hear that last part.

He tossed the lighter into his pocket and found a reflective surface to tidy up his hair and collar.

But as time passed, he had no mind to worry about such things.

No matter how much Alan tried to persuade him, it was useless.

"Mr. Smith, congratulations!"

Fortunately, just as Frank was about to lose it, the doctor came out of the delivery room to announce, The mother and baby are safe!"Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

Frank finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Where's my wife?"

"She's coming out."

Yasmin emerged with the bed and said, "She's too tired and fell asleep."

Frank took over the portable hospital bed.

Yasmin looked at him. "Did you see the baby?"

Frank hadn't thought of it until Yasmin reminded him to check.

Jane had already gone over to the nurse holding the baby.

"Why does she look a bit ugly?"

Frank was displeased, but when he walked over to look, he had to admit it was true...

But he naturally wouldn't admit it. "How could my daughter possibly be ugly?"

Jane wouldn't argue with him on this. "Of course, your and Charlotte's child is the most beautiful in the

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world."

Frank felt satisfied. He said to Yasmin, "Mom, you watch the baby. I'll take Charlotte to the ward to rest."

After Yasmin returned, Frank naturally changed his words.

When he asked, he found out that Charlotte had proposed to him.

She looked just like a peacock spreading its tail.

Seeing them happy together, she let it be.

"Okay."

When I woke up, my first instinct was to touch my belly.

This had become a habit during this time.

Especially since this child had been through so much with me.

I always needed to confirm that she was still there.

But today, my belly felt flat, and I was startled upright. "My child!"

"She's right here."

Hearing that familiar deep voice, I turned and saw Frank already holding the baby in front of me. "Take a look."

I carefully took her, feeling a bit flustered.

With Frank's guidance, I managed to hold her properly.

I chuckled, "You look more like a mom."

Frank took the opportunity to wrap his arms around me and placed a gentle kiss on my forehead.

With immense tenderness and sincerity, he said, "Charlotte, thank you. Thank you for giving birth to our child."

I nudged my forehead against his. "Just saying thank you isn't enough, let's see how you perform as a dad from now on."

Frank held both me and the baby tightly. "I won't let you down."

I had thought that giving birth was the most painful part.

After passing that, raising the child would be easier with so many people to help and professionals to guide me.

But when it came to feeding the baby, I hit a snag right away.

I didn't want my child to drink formula, I wanted to breastfeed.