Chapter 262 Got Yourself to Blame

Although Dalton felt this way, he wasn’t about to admit it.

Blushing, he stammered, “I saw your blanket wasn’t tucked in properly and came to fix it. What did you think I was going to do? Meryl, don’t be so full of yourself!”

Meryl looked baffled. “Tuck in my blanket? What’s our relationship that you’d need to do that? Dalton, get a grip on yourself. Sneaking into my room while I’m asleep? That’s crossing the line!”

Dalton was about to argue further when Ethan walked in from outside.

Ethan grinned, saying, “Heh, I just caught you trying to steal a kiss from Aunt Meryl on camera! Looks like you’re finally caught in the act, Dalton!”

The hospital door was semi-transparent, so it was easy to see inside from the outside.

Dalton’s face hardened as he heard Ethan’s words. “Ethan! Delete that video right now!”

“No way!” Ethan made a face at Dalton, his expression cheeky. “Why should I listen to you? You want it deleted just because you say so?”

Dalton moved to grab the phone, but Ethan, who had been fighting with Dalton since childhood, knew how to handle such situations.

They were evenly matched in their brawls, and neither could gain the upper hand.

Suddenly, Ethan had an idea.

He quickly unbuckled his belt, looped it through his belt loops, and, without hesitation, stuffed the phone into his waistband.

Meryl, watching the scene unfold, could only think, “This is just too much.”

Dalton’s face was turning red with rage.

Ethan, grinning mischievously, taunted, “Go ahead, try to take it. I dare you.”

He wiggled his hips as if daring Dalton to make a move.

Dalton’s jaw tightened, his face cold and unyielding.

With Ethan being so shameless, Dalton knew better than to escalate the situation.

However, feeling frustrated, he slapped Ethan on the back of the head.

As the two seemed ready to start another fight, Meryl’s voice turned icy. “If you two are going to fight, take it outside!”

“Aunt Meryl, I came to check on you because I heard you were ill, but instead, I walked in on this guy making a move on you.”

Ethan set a fruit platter on the table.

“And Dalton, if Uncle Chandler ever finds out, he’d probably tear you to shreds.”

He hadn’t expected Ethan to catch this moment. The two had always been at odds.

Ethan would likely tease him about this for a long time.

“Dalton, seeing Aunt Meryl and Uncle Chandler getting along so well, are you feeling envious?

“Regret it, did you? Regret not cherishing her when you had the chance, now wishing you could turn back time?

“Are you bitter, feeling like Aunt Meryl should have been yours? Is that why you…

“But what’s the point of regret? She’s become your elder now, Dalton. Unrequited love? You’ve only got yourself to blame!”

Ethan had a knack for hitting where it hurt.

He knew Dalton well, and every word seemed to strike a nerve.