Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 893
Christine rolled her eyes at him.
Yet Dailey's eyes sparkled with a deep amusement.
"You stay here and have fun. I have some errands to run, but we'll go to the party together tonight."
Christine couldn't wait for him to disappear, so she waved him off.
Dailey patted her head gently and strode away.
A young girl nearby teased with a grin, "You and your boyfriend seem really close."
Christine wanted to explain but decided it wasn't worth the effort. Maybe she wouldn't return to this place again. And if she did,
there would be time to clear things up the next time around.
Instead, she smiled and asked, "Could you teach me embroidery?"
The girl eagerly agreed.
Embroidery required a lot of focus and time, and Christine spent the entire day at it, except for breaks to eat or use the restroom.
She learned a stitch and even completed a small piece. As she stood to stretch her stiff back and neck, she saw Dailey

approaching.
"Did you have fun?" he asked.
Christine tossed the item she was holding to him, saying offhandedly, "Your birthday present, as a thank you for bringing me
here."
With that, she hurried off to change her clothes.
Dailey looked at the handkerchief in his hands. It was embroidered with bamboo and his name stitched in one corner.
"Handsome guy," the young girl giggled, "giving a handkerchief is a token of affection, you know."
Dailey tucked it away, smiled warmly at her, and asked, "Did she make it herself?" The girl nodded, "Very carefully, too. It seems
she truly cares about you."

Dailey's entire demeanor seemed to glow with delight.
When Christine returned, she noticed from afar that he appeared... buoyant? As she got closer, the way he looked at her was so
intense it gave her goosebumps. She glanced at the young girl, who was beaming like a sunflower. Christine could guess why.
She pulled Dailey away, and once they were in the car, she explained, "I'm just a beginner at this. A handkerchief is simple to
embroider."
"Don't overthink it. Everyone starts with stitching names." Dailey chuckled knowingly.
Christine found it hard to make him understand, so she turned away to stare out the window. But then he leaned in closer, half-

embracing her, resting his chin on her shoulder. His warm breath tickled her ear as he spoke in a low, amused voice, laden with
affection.
"I will cherish it."
"As long as it's here, I'm here. If it's not..."
Christine turned to stop him, but before she could raise her hand, her lips met his. She pulled back hastily, only to find there was
no room to retreat. He was so close she could see each individual eyelash. The emotion in his dark eyes was so intense it made
her heart race.
"Get.Away. From. Me," she said through clenched teeth.
Dailey placed a gentle kiss on her nose. "No need to be so excited."
"It's not that. You shouldn't tie your life to a piece of cloth."
"But you do care about me."
Up front, Finn floored the
accelerator, silently wishing the car could fly. Christine was usually so unflappable in these situations, confident and poised. Who
knew she'd be blushing now?
"Your ears are red, Chris."

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Her face felt warm as well, a result of his low voice dripping with teasing warmth.
"Chris, your face is red, too."
Finn wished he could make the gas pedal spark. Why did they take a car without a partition today?
"Get lost," Christine muttered, shoving Dailey away. She tapped Finn's seat. "It's too hot. Turn on the air conditioning."