Lost Me Gained Regret

Greg caught a glimpse of Dailey about to follow him into the bathroom and quickly barred his way, "Sorry, mate, I'm a married man. Can't let you in on the show." Dailey gritted his teeth, trying to hold back his irritation, but failed miserably. "Get lost, as if I'm dying to see anything. Like you're the only one with a wife."

"At least mine's official. What about yours?"

Dailey clenched his jaw in silence.

Greg dragged out his words mockingly, "Yours might not even count as legal."

With a huff of anger, Dailey slammed the bathroom door shut.

He decided to call Christine to check on things.

Meanwhile, Jane returned from the hospital cafeteria with breakfast, overhearing Christine on the phone.

"I'm fine, don't worry about me. Jane's taking good care of me. No more dizziness or nausea. A few more IV drips today and I should be out of here." Jane shot her a knowing look but kept silent.

Christine, wary of saying too much, quickly ended the call. "I'm starving. Let's eat."

Dailey didn't even get a chance to respond before hearing the click of the phone hanging up.

He knew all too well what that meant.

uneasy, he realized he needed

you ask

the bathroom just as

wrapped a towel around himself, remaining

you acting like a

stubbornness but knew he still

"Please, just tell me."

shaving and washing his face, Greg finally spoke up. "Grab

clenched his teeth in annoyance but

Dailey turned

Dailey, who clenched his

up, Dailey blocked Greg's path. "Don't

least two and a half months." "That leaves us with just over a month. Too much can

the surveillance footage from that night, it might not prove the paternity of the child but at least they'd have some evidence

cautious. It won't be easy." Greg was unsympathetic. "That's your

your guard down with Christine, looking

"Have you found anything on your

gestured towards the door, "Let's eat. I've been cooped up in the car

table, the Clarkson family