Ex-husband’s Regret

"Miss Greenwood, as long as you accept the food, I will naturally leave."

Jane got angry. "If you keep this up, I'll call the police."

Roy responded, "Feel free to do as you wish, Miss Greenwood, but please accept the food. It will get cold soon."

Jane didn't want to be bothered. "I can accept it this time, but no more deliveries in the future. Otherwise, we'll meet at the police station."

Roy thought that delivering it once was better than nothing.

He would find a way next time. "Alright, please open the door."

Jane opened the door and took the food.

She slammed the door shut with a bang.

She really didn't want to eat the food, but throwing it away would be a waste.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

After thinking for a while, she called someone over.

Roy immediately reported to Zachary. "Sir, Miss Greenwood ordered an in-home massage.

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Zachary remained in his room, not going out.

The food delivered to Jane was ordered from her favorite restaurant.

He had initially planned to cook for her himself, but the act needed to be complete.

The heavy curtains in the room were drawn, blocking out any light.

Only a touch of crimson remained.

His smoke-tinged voice was hoarse. "Male or female?"

"Male."

The touch of crimson suddenly brightened, then dimmed again.

Zachary only told Roy to return and said nothing, nor did he take any action.

Roy was puzzled. "This is it?"

The masseur Jane called was also confused. "What did you say?"

"I said to take care of this food."

The masseur asked, "Aren't you going to get a massage?"

Jane tossed her hair back. "You need energy to give a massage, right?"

The young masseur blushed instantly. "We, we provide standard massages."

Jane laughed. "Come on, who gets a standard massage?"

The masseur wanted to cry but no tears appeared. "We really do provide standard massages. I'm afraid I can't fulfill your request, but please don't give me a bad review." "My massage skills are great. You should give it a try. I guarantee you'll feel great afterward."

Jane was just joking, in her current state, she couldn't do anything.

Not even a massage.

"Don't worry. I won't give you a bad review. I just want to ask you to help me eat this food."

The masseur was indeed encountering such a request for the first time.

Silently, he set down his tools and sat at the dining table to start eating.

He hadn't had a chance to eat lunch, and the food was delicious.

He couldn't remain silent forever, so he asked, "Did you make this yourself?"

"No, it's from the Summit."

The masseur froze. "What?"

The Summit was a private restaurant in Jeswood, known for its excellent Jelaston cuisine, but you had to make a reservation to eat there, and not everyone could book a table. Moreover, the prices were exorbitant.

They claimed to use only organic vegetables and the like.

In his hometown in the countryside, wasn't everything grown there completely natural?

The crops could last a long time, unlike the expensive city groceries.

Being labeled as organic only made it absurdly pricey.

In any case, he couldn't afford it.

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Seeing that Jane wasn't short on money, it was normal for her to enjoy the Summit.

"Are you stunned by how delicious it is?"

The masseur quickly shook his head. "No, I'm shocked."

The doorbell rang, and Jane went to get the delivery.

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She particularly wanted a burger today.

The masseur became even more confused. "Is

Jane nodded. "The Summ

was bought by my

worse than a burger."

The masseur understood and nodded vigorous

food."

Jane gave a thumbs-up.

Unexpectedly, the doorbell rang again.

She particularly wanted a burger today.

The masseur became even more confused. "Is a burger better than the Summit?"

Jane nodded. "The Summit was bought by my ex. With the label of 'ex', I feel it's much worse than a burger."

The masseur understood and nodded vigorously. "I'll help you finish it all. We can't waste food."

Jane gave a thumbs-up.

Unexpectedly, the doorbell rang again.