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?"

kind that could be

I'll take some medicine. No need

you're in shape for

be. I never drop the ball when it

pressed her temples. She knew the situation with Dailey was too complicated to explain right now. "I'm

"Glad to hear it."

of a key card and a

on unfamiliar turf. Now you're walking around this

other people's rooms," he replied, with

flipping over to catch

unopened ointment on the nightstand. "You didn't use the

snaked under the blanket to

sick," he interrupted before she could finish, nearly choking

chuckled, "So, should I help you with the ointment, or will

you

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

other side of the bed, and they ended up in a little

her like

was alright.

the ointment onto

"So, breakfast