Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 765

The bedroom, with its king-sized bed, suddenly dipped as the neatly made sheets began to crinkle and twist. The light outside shifted from the golden hues of the late afternoon sun to the deep oranges and reds of the setting sun, while the once pristine bedding became a tangled mess.

Dailey scooped up Christine, and they made their way to the bathroom...

...

The consequences of their vigorous activities on an empty stomach meant they found themselves ravenous in the middle of the night.

Christine, too drained to even lift a finger, lay sprawled on the bed, while Dailey seemed unaffected by their earlier exertions.

He helped Christine into a silk nightgown and tucked her in before heading off to take a quick shower. Afterward, he went to the kitchen to warm up some leftovers.

He also took a moment to wipe up the wine spill on the dining table before setting everything up for a late-night feast. He then carried Christine to the table.

Christine immediately stuffed a spoonful of food into her mouth, finally feeling revived.

Dailey handed her a bowl of soup, "Have some soup first."

Christine practically inhaled it, feeling warmth spread through her belly.

"Take it easy," Dailey said, a hint of indulgence in his voice as he wiped a dribble of soup from her chin with a napkin, "No one's fighting you for it."

Christine glared at him, "You're one to talk."

Dailey just smirked, "After the second round, I did suggest we eat first. Wasn't it you who insisted we stay in bed?"

He dared to tease her. If it wasn't for his relentless teasing, she wouldn't have clung to him so.

Such a devil in disguise.

No wonder he was such good friends with Gregory.

Though, at least Dailey wasn't as verbally venomous.

All Christine wanted now was to focus on her food.

Dailey sipped on some wine, leaning back to watch her eat.

"Aren't you hungry?" Christine asked, eyeing him.

"I'm alright," he replied, "I had my fill earlier."

"..."

Like talking to a brick wall.

Dailey left the bedroom quietly, ate his meal, and then stepped out onto the balcony, closing the door behind him before making his call.

The call connected without him speaking a word, and Primo on the other end began his report.

"The lady is still protecting Nelly, asking for your intervention."

"No progress on the surveillance front. The tech guys say not to get our hopes up. The self-destruct program is so sophisticated that even its creators can't guarantee data recovery."

"The person behind Ms. Jackson's trouble has taken the bait. Just say the word, and we can wipe out their entire operation."

"But we've found no direct link between him and Nelly. Nelly's interactions abroad seem above board, with no evidence of collusion or shared plans against Ms. Jackson."

"Merritt has been sticking to the film set and his grandmother's care facility. Tonight, he loitered around the front of our complex."

"He wasn't spotted by security, just lingered behind a tree before leaving."

Dailey glanced towards the gate, though from this angle, he couldn't see much.

Primo’s report suggested the coast was clear now anyway.

"Keep a close eye on Merritt. Push for progress on the surveillance issue. As for Nelly, we can't let our guard down. Handle everything else, and make sure it's clean."