Chapter 18

“Shoes, you say?”

Remington didn’t utter a word, but his eyes were dripping with sarcasm, as if he was saying, “What else did you think you’d be taking off?”

Lizetta, fuming, turned her head away, ignoring him. The man frowned, forcibly lifted her leg onto his knee to check her injury, and only let go when he saw it was healing well.

The ride back was silent; neither of them spoke a word. When they arrived at the Dashiell family’s mansion, Lizetta opened the car door, ready to get out, when her right hand was suddenly gripped tight.

Turning around, she saw the man lifting her hand and sliding a ring onto her ring finger.

It was the wedding ring that she had taken off and left at Oakridge Heights, along with her earrings.

Lizetta was stunned – after all, this was the first time he’d put the ring on her. They hadn’t had a wedding ceremony; he’d gone abroad the same day they got their marriage certificate and was gone for months.

The wedding ring had been prepared by Fiona; Lizetta had put it on herself and never took it off again, while Remington only started wearing his a year later, after they had resumed marital relations.

To her, the ring symbolized the marriage, but what she ended up defending was nothing more than the cold

shell of it.

Lizetta thought about taking it off, but Remington suddenly intertwined their fingers, “Grandma’s been unwell lately; don’t be so headstrong!”

causing a slight pain where the wedding ring chafed

but upon entering the living room, she saw the old lady taking

pills were in handfuls, the dosage not like before. Lizetta didn’t dare bring

dinner, Hanna and Remington’s father Nathan came home.

eyes brimming with disdain, “Making a fuss about divorce and then crawling back to the house

Lizetta entered the kitchen, Hanna followed her

and smiled at her, “Yeah, how could I give up the Dashiell

played along with Hanna’s insinuations, which only darkened Hanna’s mood further, “You finally admit it. I should show Remington this side

the rest to the servants. After leaving the

The old lady, propped

lady asked, “Are you two getting a

was startled; this was her chance to tell Fiona about her plans to divorce and

and worried, as if she had aged a decade in a

lips moved, but the

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we’re doing good Right, honey?” Head

brushed against her ear, sending a tingling sensation straight to her heart. It was the first time he called her “honey“, and even if it was just for grandma’s sake, Lizetta felt her

she murmured, “Yeah,

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