Chapter 20

Being a man, Hogan’s intention was crystal clear to Remington.

Remington’s handsome face was as cold as frost, but Lizetta found him inexplicably strange.

“He just called to tell me that my elder brother’s health is stable.”

She didn’t dare let Remington know that she was secretly preparing to study abroad.

After all, he hadn’t even agreed to a divorce, let alone thinking about studying abroad.

But she had made up her mind and wouldn’t be deceived into changing it again!

Remington, with eyes deep as the abyss, said, “Should I get you a mirror to see that guilty look on your face?” He knew her too well, including the way she lied.

The cleverest lies were those mixed with truth and falsehood, so Lizetta says, “He also mentioned that there’s a medical institution abroad dedicated to awakening comatose patients, and we could send my elder brother there.”

But the old fox isn’t talking about the grapes.

Remington snorted, “I’ll arrange another esteemed physician for your brother.”

The man’s making announcements, not asking opinions. He unilaterally ended the conversation and opened the door to leave.

Desperate, Lizetta grabbed his arm.

“I’ve discussed it with him! We’re getting divorced, I don’t want to be a bother to you anymore.”

him? Also, do you have a goldfish

“That was just a line for granny. With a jerk like you, I’m afraid of getting clogged milk ducts

Lizetta!” Remington’s handsome face darkened, as if he wanted to strangle her.

Lizetta stomped hard on his

his distraction, she slipped away in

sat down next to Lizetta with a grim face, and Fiona glared

born too fair–skinned? Who’re you scowling at? If you’re not helpful, at

she specifically mentioned not wanting to bother me.” Remington looked at Lizetta, one eyebrow raised, “Right,

and Lizetta did not dare

made her

obedient one,” Hanna sarcastically remarked.

Lizetta would have timidly served soup to everyone at the table, trying

ignored Hanna and sat down, prompting Hanna to resume her

seems like we, the parents, don’t deserve to drink this soup.”

you want soup, serve yourself. I bet Remington’s lack of

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say more, but

her expression turned

threw Remington a

otherwise, I

scoundrel done to make the

old lady had a

words, chimed in again, “Mom, you’re being unfair. There are

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