Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 716

I can barely bring myself to think about yesterday's antics. Even through a screen, I could feel my cheeks burning up.

And yet, I'm baffled. How does he have so much energy? He was the one doing all the heavy lifting, after all.

I was about to reply when the doorbell rang.

I got up to answer it and was greeted by Christine's pallid face. I quickly shot Greg a message, then pulled Christine into the kitchen to sit down.

"Bet you haven't eaten anything yet."

I ladled some chicken soup for her.

...

Greg noticed my half-hearted reply and figured Christine had shown up, so he didn't respond and went back to his meeting.

The execs understood their CEO was in the honeymoon phase, always a bit more glued to his phone.

Besides, even if they didn't get it, no one dared suggest Greg should stay off his phone during meetings.

...

Elmwood Villas.

Christine accepted the bowl of soup but didn't drink any, listlessly resting her chin in her hand.

I served her a shrimp dumpling, joking, "Did you come here just to show off that pretty but gloomy face of yours?"

smile, instead, she heaved a

was clueless, "What's going on,

through her

thought struck me, "Is

out a weak

the mess from yesterday and asked, "What happened after Greg and I

civilized society? Really," Christine said, "Besides, fighting in public is

you fought at

was melancholy, "Looks like you've really been corrupted by sleeping next to him,

cleared my throat, "So what happened with

the

on one detail,

"You call that half-baked

"You must've been a bit happy about the confession, but it's all because

Christine shared Merritt's advice,

I pondered, "You're

like Dailey anymore, that

en

I don't have a strong desire to be with him anymore. So,

en

is

But Merritt...

this drama without ending in marriage will be hard to wrap

hair became even more disheveled, a clear sign of

"Here's an idea."

I