Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 709

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"I gotta admit, I'm more upfront than you are."

Nelly just laughed it off, her smile as if soldered onto her face.

Her tone remained gentle, "Tonight, let's clear up their past misunderstandings. Tomorrow, we'll give them something new to puzzle over."

Outside, the escape room owner watched the surveillance feed and said to a nearby employee, "These two have got some nerve. Ghosts have been floating around for ages, and here they are, calmly chatting away."

As the car pulled into the underground parking lot, Christine was already reaching to open the door before the car had fully stopped.

Dailey's hand shot out, pressing the door closed, "If you want to talk in the car, I'm all ears."

"You've got to be kidding me."

Christine's tone was icy as she shot back.

The driver, sensing the tension, quickly made himself scarce.

"Do you want to go upstairs, or stay here?" Dailey asked.

Christine kicked at him, "Neither. I don't want to talk to you. Sharing the same air as you makes me sick."

Especially with that subtle scent of jasmine lingering on him from Nelly.

Dailey pinned her legs with his, his jaw set tight, "Fine, seems you prefer the car."

Christine struggled but couldn't break free. She tried everything but was still firmly pinned.

Damn it.

So what if he's stronger?

She eventually stopped struggling, saving her energy, and turned her head away, ignoring him.

Dailey didn't force her to look at him. In this awkward position, he slowly said, "I was at fault that time at the airport."

"I've said my piece, I'm apologizing."

Christine remained silent.

Dailey continued, "Before Gregory proposed, I had planned to apologize. I messaged you to meet at a café, but you didn't respond..."

"You didn't show."

His voice carried a hint of grievance.

And subtly, a hint of blame.

Christine's response was indifferent, "Oh, so if you want to insult me, it's fine, but if you're apologizing, I'm just supposed to show up at a café because you say so? Why should I?"

"And since when does an apology automatically deserve forgiveness?"

"If sorry fixed everything, what would we need cops for?"

"No matter what you say today, I won't forgive you."

"Listen carefully, Dailey, I, Christine, want nothing to do with you... Mmph!"

Her words were cut off before she could finish.

Christine had never felt so frustrated. She used to rule the roost.

No fish she raised would ever turn the tables on her.

But Dailey was the exception.

Damn it.

When she flirted with him, he was as detached as a monk in meditation.

Her competitive spirit kicked in, determined to break his resolve.

But he ruthlessly rebuffed her, leaving her verbally wounded.

And that wasn't even what pissed her off the most.

What really got to her was him cozying up to his first love, flirting with her.

Playing the wounded, the sick. Now here he was, pinning her down, talking about apologies.

Did she look that easy to him?

"Hiss..."

Dailey's

surprise's lit up with a flicker of she deepened the kiss et

not expecting her to bite him hard.

The taste of iron spread through his mouth.

swnov

His tongue was numb and painful, his forehead throbbing.

As he momentarily loosened his grip, Christine escaped his hold, flung open the car door, and sprinted away.

He quickly got out and chased after her, lifting her up and heading upstairs.

After a facial recognition scan at the door, he kicked it shut and pushed her onto the couch.

Christine had been hitting him all the

way, her hands aching from the

out any sign of hime

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She hated this feeling of being forced.

But before she could curse him out, she heard him say in a low voice, "The shop Gregory gave you is yours, but there are plenty of ways to make it unprofitable. You're close with Jane, and you know how hard she's worked. You wouldn't cause trouble between her and Gregory over something So trivial, would you?"