Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 886

Dailey gently propped a pillow behind her back and asked in a soothing voice, "What would you like to eat? I can have someone prepare it for you."

Christine glared at him, "Get out!"

Dailey took her hand in his, "There's a party tomorrow. Come with me."

"…"

Christine pulled her hand back and replied coldly, "You're out of your mind."

"Yes, I'm love-sick."

"…"

Christine raised her hand, ready to slap him. "Leave!"

Dailey easily caught her wrist, smiling all the while.

Christine thought he was completely insane and decided she'd better make a run for it. But as soon as she lifted the covers, a cold breeze hit her, and she quickly snuggled back under.

"Turn around!" she demanded.

Dailey's eyes roved over her, "What are you hiding?"

"I…"

Christine slapped her hand over his mouth, "Stop being such a creep."

Dailey held her hand gently, "The party tomorrow is related to why you're here on business. Are you sure you won't go?"

"How do you know why I'm here?"

Dailey didn't answer, just gave her a knowing look.

Christine realized her question was foolish. Even if Cliffside Town wasn't his territory, finding out her purpose here would be easy for him.

"What have you done with Duke Northwood?"

Dailey's smile faded, and his voice turned cold. "You don't need to see him again. I'll handle the heritage business for you."

"I don't need your help. I can manage my own affairs."

Dailey simply replied, "Let's eat first. We can argue once you're full."

"…"

Christine felt like she was back to square one with him—when he was as stubborn as a mule.

Her stomach growled, betraying her.