Lost Me Gained Regret



Jayne lounged on the couch, surrounded by a sea of red invitation cards spread across the coffee table.

Dailey poured himself a glass of water, asking, "Why are you still up?"

Jayne gestured for him to take a seat. "Mind if we talk for a bit?"

Dailey sat down, curious. "About what?"

Jayne hesitated, "You really made up your mind?"

Dailey hummed in confirmation.

"So, you're not willing to wait even a month, opting for this drastic measure just for her? You're ready to do anything, even if it goes against your principles?"

Dailey leaned back, massaging his temples as his gaze briefly wandered upstairs.

"It's over," he said flatly, "Not because of her."

Jayne thought she misunderstood, "What did you say?"

Dailey didn't repeat himself but asked, "Anything else? If not, I'm heading to bed."

Jayne stopped him, still in disbelief, "And this wedding..."

"It's happening."

With those cool words, Dailey headed upstairs to his room.

Jayne remained on the couch, staring blankly at the pile of invitations.

When the Clarkson family found out Dailey was planning to marry Nelly, they were, of course, not thrilled. Even if the marriage was a facade, spreading the news would mean Dailey would have to lower his standards when looking for a suitable wife later on. This was far from their wishes.

Their current acceptance was rooted in the hope that Dailey would break up with Christine. They believed Christine's temperament wouldn't allow her to tolerate Dailey marrying someone else, even under the pretense of a ruse.

Now that they had broken up, Jayne was still trying to process it.

At breakfast, Caldwell had raised the same question, "They really broke up?"

Jayne nodded, "He's locked himself in his room, not even coming out for meals."

"It was her who broke it off with him," Normand added.

This was the outcome the Clarkson family had hoped for, leaving little else to discuss.

"Why hasn't Nelly come down for breakfast?" Caldwell inquired.

Jayne responded, "She's been exhausted from choosing her wedding dress, especially with the pregnancy. I asked Abigail to bring her breakfast."

Truth be told, the Clarkson family did

have a soft spot for Nelly. She was intelligent and cunning, someone they had watched grow up and knew inside out. Her only flaw was her background. Otherwise, they would have been happy for her to marry Dailey.

"Dailey didn't talk about canceling the wedding?" Caldwell asked.

Jayne replied, "I specifically waited up for him last night, and he said the wedding is still on."

Caldwell's gaze sharpened for a moment but eventually, he said nothing more.

Christine woke up at her leisure, lingering in bed before heading to the kitchen for something to eat.

Noticing the additional items in the kitchen, she remembered Dailey cooking there. Shaking her head, she took a deep breath and reached for her phone to order delivery.

That's when there was a knock at the door.

Approaching the entryway, she saw Primo's face on the video intercom.

She pressed the talk button, "Whether you're here to deliver a message or something else, I don't need it. Please leave, or I'll call security."

Primo, having anticipated this

response, spoke calmly, "Ms.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

Jackson, it's just some food. If you

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don't open the door, I'll keep knocking. Might as well acceptit You can call security, but they won't stop me. I'll leave as soon as I've delivered this, and won't bother you again."

Christine called security, instructing them not to let this man in again.

She also made it clear Dailey was not welcome anymore, showing them his picture. "You've seen him

he used to come and go with mee

here. But now he's an ex, so please don't let him in. I don't want any lingering attachments."

Security took note and asked Primo to leave.

But Primo was not someone easily handled by security.