Lost Me Gained Regret Read Online Novel

Dailey was at a loss.

The moonlight draped over him, bringing a chill that seemed to seep into his bones.

He sprawled across the coffee table, his long legs stretched out awkwardly, unintentionally creating a barrier that enclosed her within his domain.

But he knew he couldn't really keep Christine to himself.

He had told her when they were together, he wouldn't hold her back.

She was still free to be her vibrant self.

Despite his reluctance, after a prolonged silence, he finally relented.

"Alright."

The door opened and then shut.

The dimly lit living room was left in a quiet coldness.

If it weren't for the lingering scent of his familiar tobacco, Christine might have doubted Dailey was ever there.

When Dailey left, he took Primo with him.

But he left a bodyguard to protect Christine, in case anyone tried to take advantage of the chaos.

What he didn't anticipate was that no sooner had he left, someone else made their way in.

Christine, disliking the dark, turned on all the lights in the room.

She thought about calling Jane to tell her not to come over.

After all, Gregory wouldn't be pleased to spend another night without his wife.

Besides, Christine didn't really need anything anymore.

A pill and a good night's sleep, and the sun would rise again tomorrow as usual.

But just as she was about to make the call, her phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID, her brows furrowed slightly.

Still, she answered.

"Hello?"

The voice on the other end was cautious, "Chrissy..."

Christine had mixed feelings about Merritt.

He had conspired with Nelly against her, which infuriated her.

When he refused to come clean, she had indeed wanted to give him a piece of her mind.

But she refrained, knowing that despite his initial deceit, there was genuine care for her.

And she had felt his kindness.

Moreover, he had saved her life this time.

So she asked, "You need something?"

"I do..."

"Then come up."

Soon, Merritt rang the doorbell.

Christine opened the door to find him carrying a bunch of stuff.

"What's all this?"

"I checked with the doctor about what you like to eat, and turns out, you can't have a lot of them right now."

"So, I thought I'd make you something light. You need to eat something with your medication, can't go hungry." Christine chuckled, "You think I'd let myself go hungry?"

Merritt knew she wouldn't.

Though Dailey was still entangled

with

and hadn't sorted thing

out, he

wouldn't let Christine starve.

And neither would Jane let Christine starve under such circumstances.

But he couldn't come empty-handed.

He felt guilty.

Seeing him hesitate, Christine handed him a pair of slippers.

"Come in."

Merritt entered, a mix of guilt and surprise coloring his actions.

Christine felt a discomfort in her lower abdomen and headed to the bathroom.

When she got up, she noticed a stain of red.

It took her a moment to connect her emotional turmoil to its physical cause.

She searched the cabinet for a sanitary pad but found none.

She had locked her bedroom door

upon entering, not fully trusting him,

but she hadn't anticipated needing him while feeling unwell.

After failing to find what she needed, she considered ordering delivery.

Her phone was outside, so she improvised a temporary solution and went out.

Opening the door, she was greeted by a strong scent of ginger.

Merritt emerged from the kitchen, presenting her with a cup of ginger tea sweetened with brown sugar.

"How did you know?"

She asked after a moment of silence.

Merritt looked slightly embarrassed,

"Back

When we first met, and youne

were on your period, I made

of it."