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..."

bought a house in my neighborhood, lives right across

off, "Rich

want to talk about

the green light, both cars accelerated almost simultaneously, driving side

the airport narrowed that Dailey moved ahead, trailing

walk you in. In a few days, once

wait for

with his luggage,

the Jeep behind Christine, giving

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

she parked in the underground garage and got out, Dailey blocked

ignored him, walking

followed her step to the

up to scold him but saw his gaze sharpen, his hand reaching

neck tensed, making the bruise

turned icy. "Did you sleep with

snapped back, pushing

hand

st's

coldly responding,

none of your business

Dailey grabbed her arm, pulling her back. Christine kicked him. "What's gotten into you so early in the

you don't let go, I'm filing a harassment

staring at her neck, unmoved by

Christine yelled,

He didn't budge.

breath, Christine spoke again, each word ground out through clenched

I remind you, you coldly told