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    Abdul could see I was worried and said, “I know it''s tough. Have some chicken soup to keep you strong.”


    He then asked, "Did Gregory mention when he''sing back?"


    I replied, "Around Thanksgiving."


    Abdul nodded, "Alright, stick with the soup till he''s back, and if anythinges up, give me a ring."


    I stood up, saying, "Thank you so much."


    Abdul replied, "No need for formalities with me."


    After thanking Abdul again, I left the clinic. It had started raining outside at some point.


    My bodyguard held an umbre over me, ensuring not a single drop of rain touched me.


    Getting back to Elmwood Vis, I found someone looking like a drowned rat.


    "Why on earth didn''t you take shelter from the rain? Why didn''t you call me?"


    I hurried over and guided her all the way to the bathroom.


    “Take a hot shower first. It''s not summer anymore; a fall rain brings a chill.”


    While she was showering, I brewed some ginger tea.


    Christine, with her hair still damp, came into the kitchen and hugged me, looking so forlorn.


    "Jane, from now on, I, Christine, wouldn''t chase after Dailey even if he was thest man on earth."


    I remembered Gregory''s words and thought, if only I could have prevented Christine from going abroad.


    But I never anticipated this oue.


    I ruffled her hair, "What did he do to you?"


    She snuggled into my shoulder, “Let''s just say he wasn''t exactly charming."


    "For the sake of my baby, I won''t repeat it."Text ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    That made me more curious.


    "I doubt a few words would corrupt my child."


    Christine pulled away, her eyes mncholic, "You''re just nosy."


    Iughed, "Then spill the beans."


    She leaned against the doorframe, her longshes casting shadows, looking more somber than I had ever seen her. "Forget it, I don''t want to know anymore."


    It was clear Dailey had said something hurtful, and making her relive it by recounting would be too painful.


    "Drink your ginger tea."


    Christine sipped on it and noticed me holding a medicine pot, asking, "What''s wrong with you?"


    "It''s nothing." I shared my visit to the clinic and meeting Abdul, "I couldn''t help it. Had to take some medication."


    Christine poked my forehead, "I told you I''d check on you, but you refused, making Gregory and Dailey upset me instead."


    I apologized, "I was just worried about your safety. If Gregory could get trapped, what about you?"


    "I''ve never seen Gregorypromise before."


    Christine disagreed, "You''re overstating it. If someone used you to threaten him, he''d surrender in a heartbeat."


    "Even if it meant kneeling."


    I was at a loss for words, "I was thinking of you."


    "Yes, you''re right. He''d do anything


    I


    aow I only have to worry


    If you went, I''d worry


    about you both."


    “That might render my medication useless.”


    Christine fell silent, finishing her ginger tea before speaking, "Let it be. I''m done chasing. It is what it is."


    "As long as you''re okay. Otherwise, Gregory woulde back and tear me apart.”


    I assured, "Don''t worry. I won''t let himy a finger on you."


    The moment Dailey''s nended and he turned off flight mode, his phone was bombarded with work calls and messages.


    There were also messages from Gregory asking if he''dnded.


    However, the one person who usually bombarded him with messages hadn''t sent a single one.


    He replied to Gregory, then with a


    nonchnt expression, phis and headed to the hole int


    where Gregory was staying


    Gregory received Jane''s message just as Dailey walked in.


    He raised an eyebrow slightly.


    "Tough journey?" Gregory greeted.


    Dailey took a seat next to him, grabbed a bottle of wine from the coffee table, and downed it in one go.


    Gregory mocked without mercy, "So much for stopping her. Ended up going your separate ways, huh?" Dailey loosened his shirt cor, feeling stifled.


    "Traveling thousands of miles to rescue you, and this is the thanks I get?"


    Gregory spread his hands, “What do you want? I poured you a fine wine as wee.”


    Dailey leaned back, closing his eyes, clearly not in the mood for a chat.


    Gregory nudged him, "You don''t even like her. Maybe it''s for the best you went separate ways."


    "Saves you from stringing her along and me from potential trouble."


    Dailey opened his eyes, "Since when did I say I didn''t like..."


    Catching the teasing look in Gregory''s eyes, he stopped.


    Rubbing his temples, Dailey grumbled, "Stop enjoying my misery."


    Gregory pped his shoulder hard, "That''s not important. What matters is our bet on who gets married first. Afte today''s stunt, you''re definitely losing."


    Dailey was also frustrated, "Who was I doing it for? Ungrateful.”


    Gregory clicked his tongue, "Who else but for her safety? But calling her a dog, that was uncalled for. Really, how rude."


    Dailey was speechless.


    He was seriously reconsidering his rescue mission.