Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 802

Dailey was at a loss.

The moonlight draped over him, bringing a chill that seemed to seep into his bones.

He sprawled across the coffee table, his long legs stretched out awkwardly, unintentionally creating a barrier that enclosed her within his domain.

But he knew he couldn't really keep Christine to himself.

He had told her when they were together, he wouldn't hold her back.

She was still free to be her vibrant self.

Despite his reluctance, after a prolonged silence, he finally relented.

"Alright."

The door opened and then shut.

The dimly lit living room was left in a quiet coldness.

If it weren't for the lingering scent of his familiar tobacco, Christine might have doubted Dailey was ever there.

When Dailey left, he took Primo with him.

But he left a bodyguard to protect Christine, in case anyone tried to take advantage of the chaos.

What he didn't anticipate was that no sooner had he left, someone else made their way in.

Christine, disliking the dark, turned on all the lights in the room.

She thought about calling Jane to tell her not to come over.

After all, Gregory wouldn't be pleased to spend another night without his wife.

Besides, Christine didn't really need anything anymore.

and a good night's sleep, and the sun would rise again

to make the call, her

the caller ID, her

Still, she answered.

"Hello?"

the other end was

had mixed feelings about

Nelly against her, which infuriated

clean, she had indeed wanted to give him a piece of her

knowing that despite his initial deceit, there was genuine care

had

he had saved

asked, "You

"I do..."

"Then come up."

Merritt rang

opened the door to find him carrying a bunch

"What's all this?"

about what you like to eat, and turns out, you can't have a lot of

to eat something with your medication, can't go

Merritt knew she wouldn't.

was

with

and hadn't sorted thing

out, he

wouldn't let Christine starve.

neither would Jane let Christine starve under such

he couldn't come

He felt guilty.

him hesitate, Christine handed

"Come in."

mix of guilt