Return, My Love: Wooing the Neglected Ex-Wife - Chapter 693

Chapter 693:

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“I know, but I’ll always be grateful.”

Jett had mentioned before that he wanted her to meet his parents. After everything that had happened and seeing his goodness firsthand, Fannie felt ready.

“If you’re free this week, Jett, I’d like you to take me to meet your family.”

“No rush,” Jett replied, glancing at her. “I was too eager last time. You were right. We should take things slow.”

“Oh, okay.”

As they drove, Jett’s phone rang, waking Fannie from her nap. Since he was driving, she picked up the phone for him.

“It’s Selma. Why is she calling?”

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Selma was currently filming a short drama that Jett had invested in. Fannie immediately sensed a connection but couldn’t help feeling a twinge of suspicion over the call. If it was work-related, Selma should have contacted her directly, not Jett. If it was personal, what could Selma possibly want with him?

However, Jett remained calm and composed as he said, “Answer it. See what she needs.”

“Okay.” Fannie picked up the phone and spoke into it.

“Hello, Selma? It’s me, Fannie.”

“Fannie?”

“Jett’s driving right now. He wanted to know why you called.”

“Uh, it’s about the crew,” Selma answered. “Since he’s busy, never mind.”

Fannie’s expression tightened slightly.

“Selma, if it’s work-related, you should discuss it with me first.”

“I know,” Selma replied, sounding somewhat aggrieved.

“But I figured you wouldn’t want to talk about work because of the funeral. Jett told me to contact him first so I wouldn’t disturb you.”

“So that was it.”

Fannie glanced at Jett, who was focused on the road, seemingly unaffected by what Selma was saying. She suddenly felt guilty for suspecting him.

“From now on, just talk to me. The funeral is over. I’m okay.”

“Alright.”

Selma’s issue wasn’t anything major, so Fannie quickly resolved it. After hanging up, she turned to Jett.

“Sorry for causing you so much trouble these past few days.”

“Don’t mention it.” Jett smiled. “You’re my girlfriend. It’s what I’m supposed to do as your boyfriend.”

Fannie wanted to thank him again, but she hesitated. If she kept being overly formal, he might feel more distant.

When Jett stopped the car in front of her apartment building, Fannie turned to say goodbye.

But Jett suddenly asked, “Do you regret choosing me?”

She paused, then smiled.

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