NovelEnglishChapter 827 Merritt made a zipping motion across his lips, signaling for silence.
As soon as Christine's plane touched down in Vista Town, Dailey got the wind of it. Dailey, aware of her arrival, neither intercepted her nor sought her out.
Yet, to his surprise, she reached out first.
"Where you at?" "Let's talk over the phone." Only a few days apart and already this cold? Christine wasn't ready to concede the bet just yet.
"If you won't tell me, I'll just ask Gregory," she threatened, trying another angle.
Dailey simply told her to meet him at the city's main hospital before hanging up.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMerritt, overhearing Christine's side of the conversation, ventured a guess.
"Sis, you seem upset?" Christine shook her hair, ignoring the question. Vista Town was colder than Mistwood, so she donned her red coat as she left the airport.
The siblings then made their way to the hospital, heading straight to the VIP ward.
Upon seeing Primo, Christine greeted him and immediately asked, "Where's Dailey?" Primo gestured towards the smoking area, and Christine marched over, with Merritt keeping pace.
"Mr. Clarkson, got a light?" Christine flirted, holding a cigarette to her lips.
Dailey stepped back but offered her his lighter.
Instead of taking it, she caught his hand and used the lit cigarette between his fingers to light her own.
Dailey struggled to maintain his facade of indifference, nearly breaking.
His adam's apple bobbed as he fought back his emotions, asking, "We broke up. What do you want from me?" Christine's brows furrowed slightly.
Before she left, Dailey was almost hysterical.
And now, in just a few days, this was his stance.
She felt her decision to break up was justified.
It allowed both of them to see their true selves more clearly.
"Nothing much." Christine stepped forward.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDailey, back against the wall, tried to sidestep her but was blocked by her arm.
He looked at her emotionlessly, "Ms. Jackson, please." Even resorting to such formalities.
Fine.
Christine probed, "So, you're really done with me?" Dailey's facade showed tiny cracks; he couldn't keep this up much longer.
He pushed her aside, "Ms.
if 20re's nothing else, I need t belongs to en.kikisto sont to my fiancée." Christine straightened up, her expreson't want you to marry Nelly, expression turning serious, "Dailey, if I said I would you still go through with it?" Without hesitation, Dailey answered, "Yes." Only he knew what he truly felt.
He wanted to hold her, but it wasn't the right time.
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