Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 753

"What did you run into?"

Both Dailey and Jane asked almost in unison.

Christine tried hard to recall the details, but it was all a bit hazy. "While I was trying to break free from the seaweed, I thought I saw a hand among the weeds. My leg brushed against something cold and slimy."

"My vision was already blurring from holding my breath for too long, so I couldn't see clearly. I thought maybe a fish swam by, and as for the hand, I'm not even sure now if I actually saw it or if it was just my imagination." "As for the allergic reaction, I've never had allergies before. Did the doctor say it was an allergy?"

Dailey responded, "We're not sure yet, waiting for the test results."

Christine nodded and turned to Jane, "Jane, I know you're worried about me, but Dailey's here with me. You should enjoy your honeymoon with Gregory without worrying about me."

Jane shook her head, "Let's head back to Vista Town. We can't be at ease with you like this. Better have Mr. Abdul or Dr. Andrews take a look."

Christine wanted to protest, but Jane cut her off, "It's already decided, the flight's been booked."

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pry much, only

juice, Christine joked, "I'm tough as nails, don't

health is yet to be determined, but your positive

were in the smoking

avoiding smoke these days, so Dailey didn't bother taking out

a strong swimmer, even took diving lessons before. She should've been able to free herself from the seaweed. That hand probably wasn't a mistake." Dailey frowned, "I had that

entire ocean

but for someone to dive from outside his guarded area without being noticed all the way to where Christine was swimming seemed impossible. "Locals born and raised by

their breath underwater comes naturally," Gregory added. "With an oxygen tank, it

question is whether

the men Nelly has

he continued, a teasing glint in his brown eyes. "You've made quite a few enemies; it'll take some time to sift through them all. If you need

coldly staring at him, "Do you think

manner, replied, "But I'm happy now, unlike you, walking a

IMS

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