Chapter 875

Dailey spoke with indifference, "You're going to Africa."

With that, he strode out of the room.

Primo didn't even have time to ask why.

Quinn stepped in to replace Primo and drove Dailey back to his place.

The commotion had left Dailey's clothes sticking to his wounds.

Quinn was carefully tending to them.

Just as he was about to apply some ointment, the doorbell rang.

Not many people knew where Dailey lived, so visitors were rare.

Dailey gestured for Quinn to answer the door.

Quinn opened it and was momentarily stunned to see who it was. Remembering what happened to Primo, he dared not speak or move.

When Dailey noticed Quinn hadn't returned for a while, he got up to investigate.

He came face to face with Christine.

There was no need to guess; Gregory must have helped her get up here.

"I thought I made myself very clear," Dailey said.

Christine hadn't even washed her face; she had rushed to buy Dailey's favorite food.

It wasn't that she wanted to reconcile—she just felt an overwhelming sadness and guilt. Perhaps when Dailey's wounds healed, her guilt would too.

"You can't have spicy seafood now, so I got something sweet and sour for you. Your favorite sweet and sour pork."

Dailey blocked her at the door, his eyes cold and sharp.

"Christine, what do you want?"

Christine set the food down in the entryway, "Just bringing you some food. If you don't want to see me, I'll go. But remember to eat."

"And about your injury... if Quinn is too rough, I could—"

"Christine."

His voice turned even colder. "You wanted the breakup. I let you go. Don't push your luck."

Christine left.

the door, didn't dare

the food on the table.

a hand with pronounced knuckles

his

A futile act.

...

Elmwood Villas, Christine packed up her things to move back to her own small

my fault. Even though he got hurt saving me, I wanted to take care of him. But I forgot-I was the

like you said, I should just pay for his medical bills. There's no need for me to

chuckled, "Listen to you, sounding

be like they're dead. He saved me, so I should treat him like a

he's dating a

of jealousy in Christine's words but didn't mention

hugged her. "You're the

...

January, a heavy snowfall blanketed Vista

been years since they'd seen snow

was already decked out for

out

snow-like red

snowy landscape.

hand out gifts and year-end bonuses to

store staff,

two then grabbed lunch at the mall before heading back to Elmwood

on Mira's face, causing her to wrinkle

just patted

to Jane and joked, "Mira is so much like Gregory. When she frowns, she looks

Mira was

girl smiled sweetly but was already up to mischief in her

have a son and he dates my daughter, he's bound

managed by their wives anyway." After

Mira a carrot, guiding her hand to make a nose

for eyes, while Jane wrapped a scarf around it,

backdrop, the four women gathered on

are you and Mr. Shaw

can design your wedding

a smile, "At our age, a wedding doesn't seem necessary.

orange. "Love knows no age. A wedding doesn't have to

a simple ceremony. It's your first marriage,

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