But he was out of options.
Approaching Christine directly was a lost cause; she wouldnât even give him the time of day.
He needed an opportunity to sit down and really talk things through.
Clearing his throat, he asked, âSo, got any bright ideas?â
âGet over this damn cold first.â
Gregory stood up, adjusting his cuffs as he spoke: âYouâll still have to help with my wedding, you know.â
Dailey opened his mouth to refuse but then thought better of it.
âYouâre something else, always plotting.â
Gregory shot him a look and strode off.
...
After days of endless searching, Christine finally found a venue that was perfect for a classic-style wedding, sealing the deal after lengthy negotiations.
âChris, have some water.â
Merritt had been by her side these past few days, his show having just wrapped up and now waiting on news from other production teams.
Christine took the warm water he offered, âWhereâd you get this?â
âSweet-talked the lady at the front desk, she helped me out.â
She drank half the cup, feeling a warmth spread through her.
Merritt had a way of taking care of people. Their time together had been smooth sailing in every aspect.
Sometimes she caught herself thinking, maybe she should give it a shot with him.
If it didnât work out, they could always go their separate ways.
But she quickly dismissed the thought.
Such a good guy, she couldnât bear to break his heart.
As long as they didnât cross that line, parting ways would be much simpler.
âHungry? Iâm in a good mood today, my treat, no budget limit.â
Merrittâs puppy-dog eyes lit up, his smile radiant, âYou work hard for your money, Chris. Besides, Iâm not picky. Whatever you feel like eating, Iâm in.â
âThen Iâve got just the place.â
...
Dailey checked into the hospital, waiting for his recovery and also for Gregory and Janeâs wedding.
But he couldnât completely ignore what was happening with Christine.
His people reported back on her movements, always mentioning Merrittâs presence.
Today, the two had even dined at Vista Townâs most iconic Western restaurant.
A hotspot for the townâs wealthy youth chasing romance.
Youâd need a reservation to dine there; hoping for a table on the day itself was a pipe dream.
But Gregory had connections.
Christine reached out to Jane, who was more than happy to help.
By now, the duo was already seated by a window.
Dailey nearly smashed his tablet upon seeing the photos.
A voice stopped him.
âDai!â
Nelly rushed in, circling Dailey, inspecting him thoroughly.
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âItâs partly my fault.â
Her voice softened, almost pleading, âI shouldâve insisted on taking care of you, not left you alone.â
Before Dailey could respond, she continued, âDai, donât send me away this time. I worry sick when I canât see you. Alone at home, I canât eat or sleep.
Please, let me stay and take care of you, will you?â
His mom adored Nelly. If it hadnât been for his grandfather...
Dailey craved some peace of mind. Given Nellyâs persistence, sheâd likely spill the beans to his mom.
And that would be the end of any quiet days ahead.
âAlright, thanks for the help.â
âYouâre being formal with me? We grew up together, practically family. Itâs only right to look out for each other.â
Dailey hardly absorbed a word she said, his mind stuck on that photo, infuriated. Tossing the tablet to his aide, he lay back on the hospital bed, fuming.
Yet, he couldnât help but send Gregory a message in his frustration.
ãCan you just get your wedding over with already?ã