When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 667

“Look, if you’re expecting a ride from me, I’m sorry, but I’m swamped. I can, however, hail you a cab,” said Christine, pressing her throbbing forehead, tired from the day’s hassle. “Why must it be like this?” Dailey murmured, more to himself than to her.

Christine couldn’t help but laugh, not really in the mood to entertain the man’s drunken babble. “So, Mr. Clarkson, do you wanna call the Uber yourself, or should I do the honors?” For reasons unknown, Dailey, whose head was surely not screwed on right at that moment, asked, “Are you still in touch with Clarence?”

Christine, ready to pick up her kid and hence her hair tied up for convenience, felt a rush of irritation and let her hair down with a flick. She glanced towards Jane’s house, wondering if she should interrupt whatever was brewing there and have Gregory deal with Dailey.

But then, considering Gregory’s methods, she quickly dismissed that idea.

Pulling out her phone, she was about to order a cab when Clarence called. Talk about timing! She thought of letting Clarence take Dailey away.

But before she could answer, her phone was snatched from her hand, and a shadow loomed over her.

Before she could react, she felt a soft, cool pressure on her lips.

Without a second thought, Christine slapped him hard across the face.

In the past, she had flirted with him, and if he had shown even a sliver of interest in her, she would have been open to a casual fling. But he remained cold and distant, never reciprocating her advances. Even at the airport, he had made his lack of interest crystal clear. And she, knowing about his first love, had wisely shifted their relationship back to just friends.

this sudden kiss from him felt like an outright

drunk tantrum around here, don’t blame me for making you

his family was strict, they never resorted to physical reprimand when he erred. He had

maybe he could have accepted it. But between him

he tossed Christine’s phone onto the roof of the

and drove off with

…

I asked Gregory, “Aren’t you going to have someone drive

wrapping an arm around me and leading me inside, closed the

manage. Let’s get

I couldn’t sleep, concerned about Christine and curious about what was going on, “What’s up with

slapped is a first. I reckon your friend won’t come off

propped up on my elbows, and

amused,

his side to face me, “On that trip abroad,

huffed, “Is forcefully kissing how you

really want to delve into the matter of

like someone and don’t say it, you deserve a slap,