Chapter 21

Over the past two years, though Hanna knew full well that Remington never came home, she still kept feeding her those bitter tonic brews that were supposed to help with childbirth, just to torment her.

Lizetta, in love with Remington, wanted to manage their marriage and her relationship with her mother–in–law well, enduring everything that came her way.

Now that Remington was the one being fed the soup, Lizetta couldn’t care less.

She turned her head away, pretending not to see.

Remington immediately received a “useless thing” look from Fiona.

Remington couldn’t help but chuckle, “Alright, Grandma, I’ll drink it all, making sure not a drop is wasted–your kind intentions are not in vain.”

He was talking to the old lady, but his eyes never left Lizetta, biting off his words with a hint of something

more.

Lizetta felt a shiver down her spine under his gaze, thinking to herself that Remington and Hanna were truly mother and son.

—-

Caught between their glares, it felt like being between ice and fire at the same time she couldn’t even taste a thing she ate.

That evening, as Remington pushed the bedroom door open, he saw Lizetta standing in front of the wardrobe.

She slammed the wardrobe shut, looking overly startled.

Remington’s eyes narrowed slightly as he stepped forward.

a lover hiding inside?”

reached for the handle, but Lizetta, freaked out, held it tight, “Don’t open it!”

overreaction just made it seem more as though

him was utterly futile. The

colorful, skimpy lingerie, pajamas, and

face flushed, “I didn’t buy

expected that this time she came back, all her proper clothes would be

the wardrobe, Remington held the

to run around naked after your bath without taking anything,

was speechless, “I’ll go find my

before that

grabbed her shoulder, “Naive, do you really think you’ll

the old lady, all set up so Lizetta wouldn’t

annoyed, glared at Remington.

was he to let the

was cold, his

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is all the same to me.”

well have written his disinterest in her on his face.

piece she could find, “This is the first

the bathroom,

she had chosen, although it had the most

but Remington was as indifferent as a block of

Lizetta repeated to herself three times that Remington was frigid, feeling morally protected instantly as she walked out the

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