Chapter 14

“So what? He might not be great, but he’s still better than you!”

“Ha, better than me? And you let him kiss you? Don’t forget, Mrs. Dashiell, we’re not divorced yet!”

Lizetta froze, realizing that Remington had gotten the wrong idea.

She instinctively wanted to explain, her lips barely parting when she heard the man’s chilly voice again, “Can’t stand being alone, huh? No wonder you dared to jump into my bed at eighteen!”

Lizetta’s eyes trembled; her blood ran cold. Holding back tears, she said, “Yeah, so you better sign the agreement fast, to save yourself from getting cuckolded. Ah!”

Before she could finish, he pinched her jaw with his fingers, “Is divorce the only thing you’ve got to talk to me about now?”

Lizetta’s lips curled slightly, “Right, why would I keep around a man who won’t even kiss me? To watch him turn into a grumpy old man?”

Remington’s aura grew even colder, his fingers lifting her chin slightly.

She was forced to tilt her head back; her slender neck stretched to a nearly breaking curve, reflecting a soft glow in the dim light.

His thumb and forefinger applied a little pressure, and Lizetta’s lips uncontrollably parted like a fish gasping for air.

“You’re that desperate for a man’s kiss? Fine, I’ll indulge you.”

voice was cold, but the breath on Lizetta’s

to the dim light, Lizetta glared, watching as his

her eyes. How much she had once longed for his kiss. But not like this, not with

a slap echoed in the dim hallway, and the faulty sensor light, joining in

man tilted his head slightly, his thin lips pressed into an unhappy line, his sharp jawline even more resolute, his pale cheek flushed red, as if a cold mist hovered around him.

as tears streamed down

out silently again, as if even it was intimidated by the man’s formidable presence.

she couldn’t bear the oppressive atmosphere any longer, Remington let her go.

and walked

the moonlight, casting a silvery glow on

gasp for air; hands trembling, she collapsed to the

and the smoke drifted from his

Seeing the sixth–floor light turn on, he

Remington’s car. Did he give you a

walked in the door. Lizetta,

that slap.

“Ouch.”

such a klutz; don’t move. I’ll

took the cotton swab, and carefully treated Lizetta’s wounds.

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