Merritt could only dream of the privileges Dailey was born intoâprivileges he would never attain, no matter how hard he tried.
This disparity, every time it was mentioned, felt like an invisible slap across his face. But even so, he was determined to help Christine.
"You donât understand her at all," he said bitterly. "You canât comprehend why sheâd choose to be with someone like meâsomeone who's wronged her and has nothing to offerâover you, with all your wealth and power."
Dailey frowned at Merrittâs words, clearly puzzled, yet unwilling to lose face in front of his rival.
"She will eventually be my lawful wife," Dailey stated confidently.
Merritt countered, "She won't be happy."
"Youâre not her. She will be happy," Dailey insisted.
Merritt pressed on, "And you're not her, so how can you be sure?"
Dailey had no interest in engaging in this childish argument. "Donât think that just because your grandmother is nearing the end of her life, there's nothing left to threaten you with. If I were in your shoes, Merritt, Iâd tread carefully."
"Shut up!" Christine exclaimed, emerging from behind Dailey. "What nonsense are you speaking in front of God?"
She had come today primarily to pray for Helena, hoping the elderly woman would spend her remaining days in peace. But words like "end of life"
were not something to toss around lightly before the Almighty.
"Dailey, Iâm here to pray today. Letâs put everything else aside for now."
"Alright," Dailey agreed.
Relieved at his concession, Christine relaxed slightly. But before she could fully exhale, Dailey added, "Once youâve finished praying, weâll head to Vista Town to get our marriage license."
Annoyed, Christine, knowing they wouldnât succeed, decided to go along with it nonchalantly. "Fine."
"Sis..." Merritt began, but Christine silenced him with a reassuring glance.
Dailey wasnât thrilled about the charm Merritt had given Christine hanging on her wrist. But since they were about to head to get their marriage license, he chose not to comment, though his expression soured.
On the way down the mountain, Jane pulled Christine into the restroom for a private word.
"When I wanted to speak earlier, you signaled me to stop. Are you worried your issues would complicate things for me again?" Jane asked.
"I donât want you and Gregory caught in the middle of this," Christine replied, squeezing Janeâs hand. "Youâve already done so much for me, and Iâm grateful."
"But I think it's best if Dailey and I resolve our issues ourselves."
Jane nodded understandingly. "Iâll let you handle it, but remember, you donât have to go it alone. Iâm here for you."
"Thank you. I know," Christine said, comforted by her friend's support.
Outside, Gregory and Dailey shared a quiet conversation. "Are you sure we can get the license in Vista Town?" Gregory asked.
"Not sure, but weâll find out when we get there," Dailey replied.
Gregory considered this and added, "Relying on force alone often leads to icy hearts."
Dailey dismissed the caution with a curt, "It wonât."
Earlier, in the temple, Gregory had noticed Christine signaling Jane not to interfere. Since they didnât want their involvement, he decided they should respect their wishes.
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