Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 210

“No problem.” I nodded, giving her a skeptical glance. “Has Steven been bothering you?”

“Yep! Burp…” She sipped her water, belching slightly, her gaze unfocused, yet her thoughts seemed crystal clear. “He said he didn’t want to split up and would ditch the arranged marriage for me.”

I was stunned. “For real?”

“Are you daft?” Christine’s fingers, adorned with an elegant manicure, poked my forehead, her clarity unshaken. “Whether it’s true or not doesn’t matter. Even if he wants that, do you think his folks would agree? His family might not be as posh as the Ferguson family, but still, a girl like me marrying him? Fat chance.”

Christine continued, “No matter how passionate love is, can it stand up to his family’s staunch opposition? And if I do marry him, how long before the happiness turns to bitterness? Only a fool would fall for that!”

After hearing her out, I pinched her cheek. “Had quite a bit to drink, yet your brain’s still ticking, huh?”

She gave me a bittersweet smile. “That’s why I drank so much.”

That was too lucid. Christine didn’t even allow herself the chance to sink into oblivion, to grasp a moment of fleeting happiness.

Christine rested her head on my lap, murmuring, “Cinderella ended up with the prince because she was born into nobility. But I’m just the Little Match Girl.”

My heart ached for her. “Then I’ll buy your matches with all my savings and make you rich.”

me plenty, enough to provide for

I woke without an alarm, freshened up, and headed to the kitchen to cook breakfast. I made a

looking deflated, eyeing me with a shaky voice. “I feel you’re in a

pretty decent.” I set breakfast in front of her. “I’ve got an

“Weren’t you guys in the

Bryant

frowned, “He’s that eager, huh?”

who suggested it.” I smiled, sitting opposite her, took a sip of milk, and dropped the bombshell. “You were right about

You caught them in

I smirked. “Yup.”

phone. “Did you take pictures? Show me!*

stuff,” I warned

“I’ve seen it all. It

verdict was succinct. “Wow, quite the quick shooter, huh?”

shooting her a glare and urging her

I

picked up immediately, silent, waiting

• you

pursed my lips. “When can you make it today? I’ll be at the town hall