But Nelly wouldn't have it, stubbornly reaching out to Dailey.
At the moment, Dailey was more concerned about Christine, vexed that he couldn't be by her side.
And the cause of it all was Nelly. He had returned to keep this child close, if only to avoid being constantly
blackmailed by her.
"My patience is wearing thin, Nelly. It's not like I'm completely out of options. | just wanted to give you concrete
evidence to shut you up."
"Don't think you can totally controlwith this."
Nelly's hand fell, and with it, her tears, her trembling lashes shielding the storm within her eyes.
He would never speak to Christine in such a manner.
She knew now, Christine had been injured and taken to the hospital. Gregory had taken him away to see
Christine.
Had she not used strick to call him back, the unending care might have just kindled their affection even
more.
In such a desperate moment, Dailey might have opted for a scorched-earth policy.
"Abigail, thank you."
"You're speaking nonsense," Abigail helped Nelly up and handed her a glass of water, inserting a straw, "I'm here
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giving Abigail a tender smile, "You're paid to work for the Clarkson family, but | shouldn't take it for granted."
Abigail was an old soul in the Clarkson family, practically watching Nelly grow up.
When they were younger, she and Dailey were nearly inseparable.
It's just a pity, the two matched well in every aspect but Nelly's background was a stumbling block.
Even though her grandfather had served the Caldwell for many years, and Caldwell treated her grandfather like
family.
But family is just family.
When Mrs. Clarkson acknowledged her as a daughter, it was clear she was cutting off any hopes Nelly had of
marrying Dailey.
Abigail had a soft spot for Nelly too, always a gentle girl.
Polite to all the servants.
She would have made a fine lady of the house.
If only her background hadn't been her downfall.
"Miss, you're too kind. Callif you need anything, the lady has askedto look after you these days."
“Alright.”
Nelly nodded softly.
Abigail then stepped back towards the door.
Dailey turned to leave as well.
Nelly stopped him, "Dai, can't you even stand to be in the sroom asfor a bit longer now?"
"Weren't we good together before?"
"Why has everything changed since | went abroad?"
Dailey couldn't help but laugh in frustration.
How could she put on such an innocent face and question him?
When she first returned, hadn't he prioritized her?
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And what was the result?
She'd schemed against him.
And in such a merciless fashion.
"Why don't you ask yourself."
Nelly offered a bitter smile, "Dai, if there was no Christine, under the scircumstances, would you still be this
angry?"
Dailey coldly replied, "There's no such 'if'."
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"I'm deluding myself?" Nelly laughed, "Dai, didn't you also enjoy being with me?"
"People say, you had a maturity unmatched by your age, but when you were with me, you smiled more, and you
weren't as cold as you are with others."
"How can you say such things now?"