Chapter 777

Greg had never been so speechless in his life.

Brothers were supposed to have your back, not stab you in it. But here they were, exchanging metaphorical stabs over something that would have Greg lumped in with Dailey's mess if Jane found out. "Weren't you watching her take her birth control?" Greg asked, incredulous.

Dailey, visibly irritated, responded, "She pulled out a box and claimed she'd taken it. How could I force her after that? Besides, those things aren't great to pop like candy."

Greg snorted, "Well, you played yourself, man. That's what you get for trying to be Mr. Nice Guy."

Dailey massaged his throbbing forehead. "Did you ever consider that if I had forced her and she claimed she couldn't get pregnant because of it, I'd be the one in hot water?"

"Still better than her actually getting pregnant. At least if there's no baby, there's wiggle room. Who knows what happens next? If she doesn't give birth, she could pin the whole mess on you." Dailey had considered that possibility too.

Indeed.

He should have insisted she take the pill.

"Talking about it now is too late."

Tired, he leaned back, watching the passing scenery. "Where are we going?"

Greg, arms crossed, slouched in his seat, really not in the mood to deal with this anymore.

"To the hospital," he replied dryly.

confused, asked, "You sick or

"It's your,"

"My what?"

"Girlfriend."

Nice pause.

...

lot, Dailey bolted out

into the room, he barely

saw

his face dark with anger, and yanked

you doing

accident, without any chance to brace Kerself, so the impact was severe. The

at Dailey's arm. "Please, don't

Christine. "You look terrible. What happened to

with some hot tea at that moment, bumping into

room together, they heard

gave Greg a look, its meaning

dragged here by his family drama.

he

the

to gang up on your

Jane nodded.

his throat, "This isn't on me,

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