Chapter 693

Christine wasn’t one to beat around the bush. She believed in being forthright.

“If you can’t handle the game, best not play,” she thought, not wanting any future misunderstandings.

Yet she didn’t speak her mind. Instead, she suggested, “There’s this indie cinema nearby. Let’s check it out.”

Merritt trailed behind Christine as they crossed the street, his eyes downturned, “Sorry, Chris. I just wanted to bring you some snacks, didn’t mean to intrude.”

“If I’ve taken up your time, I’ll make it up to you,” he offered.

Christine laughed, feeling the evening’s chill. She had thrown on a casual jacket and pulled it closer, asking, “And how would you do that?”

“…”

Merritt moved closer, “Whatever you want, I’m here for it.”

Christine looped her arm through his, “Next time, just call before doing these surprise visits.”

Merritt suppressed his joy, looking a bit hurt, “I thought you’d find it bothersome, that’s why I didn’t call. If you don’t like it, I won’t do it again. Just don’t hate me, please.” Christine knew his words were more about tactics than feelings.

loved hearing them all

were

better than the blunt, harsh words of

matter. She

worry, just give me a call next time. I won’t

smiled, “Your

happy, that’s all

you smiling, to ensure you never shed

Dailey detested hospital stays.

bit better after some IV fluids, he insisted on going home. Clarence couldn’t stop him, so he called Nelly for

so sick?” she asked, her voice quivering, tears welling up but not falling, “It’s my fault. should’ve

that threatened to fall, gently blowing on the

I’ll get a nurse to

his voice soft and slightly hoarse

turned to Clarence, “Make sure she gets

yet. You still have a fever. If you insist on

able to

some peace and quiet, “I’ll be fine. I have medication at home. And you,

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