Christine halted, leaning back against her car, suddenly asking, âHas something been bothering Mr. Clarkson lately?â
âHuh?â
Clarence was caught off guard by the abrupt shift in conversation, but he didnât overthink it, replying, âAh, his ex-girlfriend showed up again, right? Itâs normal to be a bit off. He almost cut ties with his family over her before.â
Seriously?
That much love.
Then why the hell did he kiss her!
Shameless.
Christine spun around and delivered a frustrated kick to the tire, wincing from the recoil, tears springing to her eyes out of sheer frustration.
Clarence, noticing her distress, finally realized something was amiss. âFeeling down? Whoâs been giving you a hard time? I can go sort them out for you.â
Christine wished she could say it was Dailey, but alas, they were friends.
Sheâd have to deal with this herself.
âItâs nothing, just worried Mr. Clarkson might hike my rent if heâs in a bad mood.â
âOr not lease me that prime spot anymore.â
Clarence chuckled, âDonât worry about it, Ms. Jackson. Iâve got your back.â
Christine really wasnât in the mood today, managing a couple of insincere remarks was already pushing it.
âI think I left the gas on at home, I need to hurry back.â
Clarence panicked as if it was his house that had the gas leak, âPerfect, use my ride-share. Let me know when you get home.â
Christine nodded and took her seat in the back.
As Clarenceâs gaze followed the car until it turned the corner, he pulled out his phone to message their small group chat, adopting a tone of regret.
ãRan into Ms. Jackson, had her gas not been leaking, we might have had a wonderful eveningã
Gregory was up feeding the baby.
Jane was too tired tonight to breastfeed, so he warmed up some milk that was stored in the fridge.
He usually ignored the group messages, but feeling good tonight, he even replied.
ãDidnât you drive her home? Couldâve lent a hand.ã
Gas leak?
Sounded like an excuse Christine would come up with.
Clarence: ãIâve had a few drinks, couldnât drive her myself, got her a ride-share. Told her to message me when sheâs home... what do you need help with? Iâm no good with gas repairs.ã
â...â
Gregory felt it was pointless to reply.
At this rate, chasing her would take an eternity.
Itâs only because heâs a friend that he put it nicely, naive and sweet.
But letâs leave it at that.
Now a father, he needed to set a good example for his daughter, so he held back any harsh words.
ãBetter head home and get some rest.ã
Dreams have it all, including a chance at winning someone over.
But Clarence was excited: ãChristine was feeling down, and I cheered her up a bit, I think we have a chance.ã
Gregory had no desire to respond anymore.
Yet Clarence didnât stop: ãThey say if youâre there for a girl when sheâs most vulnerable, sheâll fall for you.ã
Gregory squinted, pausing before typing: ãWho says?ã
Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson)
ï¤Chapter 668 Clarence sent over an image.
Gregory opened it.
âã108 Moves to Win a Girlâs Heartã
After a moment of silence, he simply muted the group chat.
Little did he know, Dailey was peeking over his shoulder.
He guessed Christineâs bad mood must be because of his impulsive kiss.
Having been slapped earlier, he felt her anger on the ride back, but now that he had calmed down after some iced water, he started to ponder how to mend their relationship.
His eyes lingered on the image.
â108 Moves to Win a Girlâs Heart...â
He muttered to himself.
...
The next day, after dropping Gregory off at work, I saw Christine storming out of the elevator, fury written all over her.
My gaze fell on the dark circles under her eyes, and I asked, âDidnât sleep all night?â
Christine, who had been too anxious to wait, had come over first thing in the morning.
âLetâs talk inside.â
I poured her a glass of ice water.
I had an idea of what she wanted to rant about, having seen it all unfold last night.
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