Chapter 711

Dailey was totally zoned out, not catching a bit of what she said initially and barely grasping the gist towards the end.

He thought he caught the word “up” somewhere in her mumble.

Pressing down on her fidgeting hand, he spoke again, his voice now husky with a tinge of desire.

“If you’d just speak clearly, we wouldn’t be in this situation.”

Oh, so now it’s her fault?

Christine, feeling mischievous, bit down lightly on his Adam’s apple.

Dailey’s grip on her waist tightened suddenly, causing her to hiss in pain.

Annoyed, she demanded, “Let go.”

Instead, Dailey pulled her closer, resting his chin on her shoulder with a sigh that seemed helpless but to Christine, sounded suspiciously pleased.

“If you keep this up, I’ll take it as you’ve forgiven me, and that you still like me.”

to that nonsense. No wonder they say people from his background are both politicians and

of reasoning, “I get it, Mr. Clarkson. You just love the thrill of me chasing after you, no matter how you hurt me,

a bit of distance between them, looked into her eyes seriously, “I know I said things that hurt you, and I was wrong. I know saying sorry doesn’t cut it. Words are like spilled water, you can’t

“I’ll take it.”

mischief, her gaze taunting

“Anything harsh?” she challenged.

grunt was all

word deliberate, “You. Don’t. Measure.

churn with emotions, Christine felt a surge

even handle

more capable. Sorry, Mr. Clarkson, looks like age has

down as she tried to get up, “You weren’t saying that when you were all

fingers, well-defined muscles, smooth lines, and a sharp jawline

is just a game of words, Mr. Clarkson. Don’t take it to heart.” Dailey’s

It’s the same lines for everyone. It’s all about who

lifting his

she

Mr. Clarkson, I’ve wasted enough time here. I’ve got other

grip remained

faded a little, “If you’re

was momentarily

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