The Billionaire Regret After My Goodbye のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 751 - チャプター 760

Frank was lost in thoughts of Mona as he washed the dishes when his phone buzzed. Kane's name lit up the screen."How's the fake injury going? Working any magic yet? You could've at least called and spared us the worry," Kane said, his voice full of fake concern and thinly veiled amusement."Yeah, right. Tell you guys so you can laugh at me? Not a chance," Frank muttered, catching the mischief in Kane's tone."Laugh? Don't tell me your plan's hitting a wall," Kane replied, barely suppressing a snicker.Frank's jaw tightened. "Mind your own business.""Oh, I can back off if you want. Maybe I'll just have Alger call you instead," Kane said slyly. "He's been dying to pay you a visit. I've been keeping him away so he doesn't ruin your little act, but if you're not going to be grateful, maybe I'll stop protecting you."Just the thought of Alger and his venomous tongue made Frank rub his temples. If Alger showed up and spilled the truth to Mona, Frank would be the one paying the price."Kan

Mona's knee had slammed hard against the jagged edge of the rock feature. Skin was torn open, leaving a raw gash that bled steadily.Frank whipped around, ready to scold the reckless kids, but in the blink of an eye the roller-skating troublemakers had vanished."Damn little brats," he muttered darkly.Mona tugged at his sleeve. "It's fine. It's just a scrape. It'll heal by tomorrow."Frank's expression hardened. "Why did you shove me like that? Do you even realize how dangerous that was? If you'd fallen into the pond—"He cut himself off, a chill running through him. The image of her plunging headfirst into the shallow water, skull striking the stones beneath, was enough to stop his breath."Are you hurt anywhere else? I pushed you pretty hard," he demanded, voice tight.Instead of worrying about herself, Mona looked up at him anxiously. "I'm fine. What about you? Did I hurt you when I pulled you?""Mona!" Frank barked, half furious, half elated that she cared about him more than her

"Huh?" Frank blinked, not catching Kane's meaning."You idiot! Why don't you just propose to her?" Kane's voice cut out for a second before another one jumped in. It was Alger, clearly having snatched the phone. "Can't even handle one woman, and you call yourself the hospital director?"Frank ground his teeth, silently cursing. What did being a hospital director have to do with winning over a woman?"Put Kane back on," Frank said with a scowl."No way!" Alger snorted. "Want me to step in and fix this mess for you?"Frank let out a cold laugh. "Please. You can't even keep three guys in line. You think you can fix my problem?""You—!" Alger sputtered, too furious to finish a sentence.Frank smirked, savoring the rare victory of getting under Alger's skin."Frank, Alger's actually right," Kane said, his voice back on the line now, laced with barely suppressed amusement. "If you really want to keep Mona from leaving, buy a ring and propose.""Seriously?" Frank still sounded doubtful. He w

After asking the question, Mona watched Frank with nervous, unblinking eyes.Ever since Jamie stormed out of the café, the same thought had been running circles in Mona's mind.If it were someone else in her place, would they have chosen the same path she did with Jamie?No matter how she turned it over, she couldn't find an answer—so she'd come to Frank.To Mona, Frank's bond with Kane was stronger than her own friendship with Jamie, which made his opinion all the more important.The moment Frank heard her question, he immediately understood. He didn't need to ask.This so-called hypothetical was rooted in Jamie's endless manipulations.Frank's jaw tightened as he thought of Jamie using their fragile friendship as leverage again.If he could, he would have ground her schemes into dust."Mona," he said in a calm, steady voice, "a real friend doesn't stand in the way. Whether it's me or Kane, if one of us found someone we truly loved, the other would give his blessing, not sabotage it.

Mona had barely set her new dress on the bed to try it on when she heard the front door open."Cliff? Is that you?" she called through the bedroom door."Yeah," his voice answered from the entryway.Relieved, Mona hurried out, the dress forgotten. "The herbalist I told you about is back in town. I already bought a batch of herbs and shipped them out. Make sure Brian picks them up from the county office when they arrive."But as soon as she stepped into the hall and saw Cliff, her breath caught.He looked a mess—clothes smeared with mud, small cuts scattered across his face, eyes bloodshot and weary."Cliff, what happened to you?" Mona grabbed the first aid kit, ready to clean and disinfect his scrapes.He waved her off. "I heard a few rare herbs might be deep in the mountains near the next town, so I went searching. No luck, though.""You went into the mountains? Alone?" Mona's eyes widened, her brow furrowing in sharp disapproval."I hired a local guide," he said, draining half a bot