Primo had a thought he wanted to share, but catching Dailey's icy stare, he decided to make a quick exit instead.
Nelly sat up, looking at him, "Dailey, you still donât get women."
"For someone like Christine to actually open her heart to someone, thatâs rare. If you hurt her now, itâs gonna be a cold day in hell before she opens up to you again."
"Iâm seriously telling you, making up with her now is your best bet."
Dailey kept his eyes glued to the laptop screen.
But Nelly didn't let up just because he wasn't responding.
"Even if you use me as a human shield for her, what happens after I'm gone? What, you gonna find another girl to take bullets for her?"
"Let's not even talk about your enemies, the Clarksons alone wouldnât stand for it. And your enemies arenât idiots. They're on you like flies on honey."
"They're endless."
"Dailey, if you go down this path, you and Christine can never be."
"She'll not only be a target, but she'll also be the only stain in your life."
Bang!
Dailey grabbed an ashtray and hurled it across the room.
It missed Nelly's head by a fraction.
She knew this was Daileyâs warning; he could have hit her if he wanted to.
"Donât project your filth on everyone else. Christine isnât my stain, sheâs the one I love."
"Itâs you, if you werenât useful, youâd be the real stain in my life."
"Nelly, I regret not seeing the dirt beneath your innocent facade sooner."
"But from now on, if you say one more bad word about Christine, I wonât be so polite."
Fuming, Nelly pulled the blanket over herself.
He stood there, watching her, from dawn till dusk, without saying a word.
Bringing up Christine over and over again.
If thatâs how it was going to be, then theyâd both go down together.
If she was going down, sheâd drag Christine down with her!
...
When Christine woke up in the morning, Merritt was already up, bringing breakfast from the kitchen.
She glanced at the couch, asking, "Didn't sleep well on the couch?"
"I've slept on park benches before, this couch is luxury. I'm an early bird."
Merrittâs laughter was like a burst of sunshine, as if the shadows of his past had never touched him.
Christine couldnât help but smile back.
Of course, there was also the fact that he wanted to spend more time with Christine in the same space.
He joked about how staying in a hotel was a waste of money since he couldn't stay for long.
"I should head back now, can't leave grandma alone."
Christine had bought Helena a video-capable phone, and they had video-chatted the night before.
Even though Helena had insisted Merritt shouldnât rush on her account.
But how could he not worry about leaving her alone?
If something happened and he couldnât be there for her, it would be an eternal regret.
"I'll drive you to the airport."
Merritt couldnât take his eyes off her until she playfully slapped his back.
"Let's go."
Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson)
ï¤Chapter 831 His Charming Wife ï¤Chapter 10 At the gate, Christine rolled down the window and handed some steamed dumplings to the guard.
Her smile was radiant, "Breakfast for you. My boyfriend made them, and they're pretty good."
That familiar figure she knew so well was just a short distance away.
Dominant Boss: Call Me Hubby, My Dear ï¤Chapter 250 Finn Shows up Amidst Many Obstructions