Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 833

By the parking lot exit, a Jeep was parked sideways.

Dailey leaned against the hood, a cigarette smoldering between his slender fingers.

His indifferent gaze cut through the windshield, landing on Christine's face.

Christine didn't even glance his way, turned the steering wheel, and merged onto the main road, speeding away.

Primo couldn't fathom why the young master was out here so early, looking for trouble.

Dailey turned and got into the car.

Primo quickly got the hint, hopped into the passenger seat, and buckled up.

The next second, the car shot out like an arrow.

He hastily grabbed the handle to steady himself.

The black Jeep was quite noticeable even in the busy morning traffic.

Soon enough, Dailey caught up with Christine's car.

At a red light, he smoothly pulled up beside Christine.

In this cold weather, Dailey rolled down his window, casually resting his arm on the door, the watch on his wrist reflecting the cold light.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Merritt glanced over and asked Christine, "What's he doing, blocking you out this early?"

Christine kept her eyes on the road. "Blocking me for what? Maybe he's just on his way to work."

"But he..."

house in my neighborhood, lives right

him off, "Rich people

talk about Dailey,

light, both cars accelerated almost simultaneously, driving side by

until the road to the airport narrowed that Dailey moved

a few days,

I'll wait for you

his luggage, entered the

Christine, giving her a bright

for him to enter, then drove off. She took a detour

in the underground garage and got

him, walking to the

her step to

up to scold him but saw his

the bruise there even

"Did you sleep with

back, pushing

hand

st's

coldly responding,

none of your business

her back. Christine kicked him. "What's gotten into you so early in

let go, I'm

at her neck, unmoved by her

from hitting, Christine

He didn't budge.

each

I remind you, you coldly told me yesterday you're marrying