Lost Me Gained Regret

I glanced back, noticing Dailey steadily trailing behind us, his demeanor the epitome of calm and collected. It wasn't until we reached our destination that I realized his car was parked in the same area.

"Why do you keep looking at him? Afraid Greg will get jealous?" Christine whispered mischievously in my ear.

I chuckled softly. "Greg's not the type to get jealous over nothing."

Just as I spoke, my phone rang. I had barely answered when a sudden crash echoed nearby. Startled, I turned towards the noise, momentarily forgetting to speak into the phone.

Regaining my composure, I hurried towards Dailey's car, but Christine grabbed my arm. "Don't go, it's too dangerous. I'll call 911."

I was worried. "We should try to help him out first. What if the car explodes?"

"Don't worry, sis," Merritt said, placing his shopping bags in the car. "I'll check it out. The crash doesn't seem bad enough for an explosion, but you and Chris should stay back to avoid getting hurt. Besides, you wouldn't be able to move a big guy like him anyway." Though I was concerned for Merritt's safety as well, Greg's anxious voice suddenly filled my ear. "Jane, what's happening? Are you okay?"

I then realized the call was still ongoing. "I'm fine. It's Dailey; he hit a pillar in the parking garage. The front of the car looks pretty bad, but I'm not sure about him."

are," Greg immediately instructed.

with him. It turned out Greg had received a voice message from

this call had led

...

door and didn't seem surprised by what he saw. Instead of showing his usual sweetness to Christine, he

car wasn't in a fatal condition. Despite the fever and a severe headache making him look pale, he coldly met Merritt's gaze. "And pretending to

better than your plan, seeing

a surge of anger. Ever since he hadn't seen Christine at the coffee shop, his frustration had been mounting. Seeing her

intended to leave,

stepping back after

once.

to chase her anymore.

at their location, contemplating

without a