Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 890

Christine was still fuming, but she knew Dailey wasn't completely off his rocker. He wasn't about to go on a murderous spree. He just didn't want her to reach Duke Northwood that night.

"Fine," she thought, "I'll call him tomorrow."

But she didn't expect Duke Northwood to call her first thing in the morning.

"Are you okay?" they both blurted out at the same time, laughing at the synchronicity.

Duke sounded bewildered. "Do you know what happened to me?"

"I was just settling the bill last night when two big guys in black suits hustled me into a car. Next thing I knew, I was out cold," he recounted. "I woke up this morning, found I'd spent the night on a hard floor, my neck's all kinked, and I think I'm catching a cold. Achoo!"

Christine silently cursed Dailey. Really, he couldn't even put the guy on a bed?

"A friend of mine, he's a bit... intense. I'm sorry you got caught up in this," she explained.

"Is he your boyfriend?" Duke asked, sniffling.

"Ex-boyfriend," Christine admitted, not bothering to hide it. "Let me take you to the hospital, and then you can join me for a gala tonight."

"What kind of gala?"

could be

good opportunity," Duke replied, "but I'll take some medicine. No need to come over. A cold's nothing

sure you're in shape

be. I never drop the ball when it counts. Are

temples. She knew the situation with Dailey was too complicated to explain

"Glad to hear it."

card and a tall, imposing figure

you were all about needing my help on unfamiliar turf. Now

in other people's rooms," he replied,

bothered to argue, flipping over to catch a few more minutes of

the unopened ointment on the

ignored him until a cool hand snaked under the blanket

he interrupted before she could finish, nearly choking her

should I help you

want you

I'm afraid," he said, undeterred as he approached

other side of the bed, and they ended up in

like this, Dailey

was alright.

ointment onto

"So, breakfast downstairs,