Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 733

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In the still of the night, even the sea breeze seemed to take a break, gently cradling the rocks along the shore into silence. However, in a certain room atop the hotel, the atmosphere was anything but quiet.

It wasn't until the early hours that things began to settle down. And outside, footsteps seemed to wander back and forth. Underneath the door, wisps of white smoke stealthily made their way in.

Christine had already fallen into a deep sleep, while Dailey caught a whiff of some sweet aroma but didn't pay it much mind, cuddling closer to Christine and drifting off to sleep.

Beep-

Time passed, and eventually, the door to their room creaked open. The hallway light stretched the shadows of two figures, one tall and one short, with the shorter one's dress fluttering slightly as she moved...

Christine slept like a log. They say insomnia often comes from not using up all your energy, but oh, did she feel the consequences of last night's madness.

"Ouch..." A sharp pain in her back made her wince as she reached for her phone to check the time. The wild night with Dailey, especially since it was his first time, she understood; he was probably trying to prove himself, which was intense but left her with a few aches.

"It's already 1 PM..." No wonder she woke up hungry.

After checking the time, Christine turned to wake Dailey for lunch but froze, her eyes widening in disbelief. Her luggage was right there she had left in a hurry last night, not wanting to face Merritt, planning to return after a good sleep to collect her things.

But here she was, waking up in the room she originally shared with Merritt, despite clearly remembering falling asleep with Dailey in a newly booked

room.

"Sis..."

Merritt, groggy and disheveled, sat up with his hair sticking out all over. His voice was rough with sleep.

"Sis, you're awake? Are you hungry? I can grab us some food."

"Hold on," Christine called out,

pulling the covers up to her chin. She was dressed in a nightgown but couldn't shake off a gap in her memory, even doubting if she had accidentally ended up with someone else due to her frustration with Dailey and a few glasses of wine.

"Why am I here?"

Merritt, avoiding Christine's gaze as he dressed, didn't dare look her in the eye. Last night, when Nelly approached him with a plan, he hesitated He wanted Christine to be happy and was willing to step aside if she truly liked Dailey. But Dailey's unresolved feelings for his first love, Nelly, and his unclear intentions towards Christine made Merritt agree to Nelly's scheme-to test

Dailey's resolve.

However, misleading Christine weighed heavily on him, and he found it hard to face her. While dressing, he ventured, "Why do you ask, sis? You came back to the room on your own."

Christine pressed her temples, trying to piece together fragmented memories. She remembered taking the room card and going to bed with Dailey, but the details were fuzzy.

Yet, something told her she hadn't mistaken Merritt for Dailey.

"Merritt, we've known each other for a while. Although I can't return your feelings, I've never crossed a line. We agreed on our terms from the start-l haven't wronged you, so don't lie to me."

Now fully dressed, Merritt turned to face Christine with his phone in hand, suppressing a bitter sadness.

"Yes, we did start off on agreed

terms, just for fun. So, whatever

happened last night, I won't speak of

it. Let's just pretend it never

happened. I won't use it to hold onto you, sis. You don't have to worry."