Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 709

"I gotta admit, I'm more upfront than you are."

Nelly just laughed it off, her smile as if soldered onto her face..

Her tone remained gentle, "Tonight, let's clear up their past misunderstandings. Tomorrow, we'll give them something new to puzzle over."

Outside, the escape room owner watched the surveillance feed and said to a nearby employee, "These two have got some nerve. Ghosts have been floating around for ages, and here they are, calmly chatting away."

...

As the car pulled into the underground parking lot, Christine was already reaching to open the door before the car had fully stopped.

Dailey's hand shot out, pressing the door closed, "If you want to talk in the car, I'm all ears."

"You've got to be kidding me."

Christine's tone was icy as she shot back.

The driver, sensing the tension, quickly made himself scarce.

"Do you want to go upstairs, or stay here?" Dailey asked.

Christine kicked at him, "Neither. I don't want to talk to you. Sharing the same air as you makes me sick."

Especially with that subtle scent of jasmine lingering on him from Nelly.

Dailey pinned her legs with his, his jaw set tight, "Fine, seems you prefer the car."

struggled but couldn't break free. She tried everything but was

Damn it.

if

struggling, saving her energy, and

didn't force her to look at him. In this awkward position, he slowly said, "I was at fault that time at the

said my piece,

Christine remained silent.

Gregory proposed, I had planned to apologize. I messaged

"You didn't show."

voice carried a

subtly, a hint of

if you want to insult me, it's fine, but if you're apologizing, I'm just supposed to show up at a café because you say so? Why should I?" "And since when does an apology automatically

everything, what would we

matter what you say today, I won't forgive

I, Christine, want

were cut off

felt so frustrated. She used

fish she raised would ever turn the tables

Dailey was the

Damn it.

was

in, determined to break

he ruthlessly rebuffed her, leaving

what

really got to her was him cozying up to his first love,

the wounded, the sick. Now here he was, pinning