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.

lover hiding inside?”

for the handle, but Lizetta, freaked out,

though there was a lover hidden in

attempt to stop him was utterly futile. The

pajamas,

“I didn’t buy

before; Lizetta hadn’t expected that this time she came back, all her

wardrobe, Remington held the

run around naked after your bath without taking anything, or expecting me to

was speechless, “I’ll go find my

never noticed before that

do you really

lady, all set up

glared

let the old lady go

what she was thinking; his handsome face was cold, his deep eyes unemotional, and

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wear is all the same to me.”

have written his disinterest

conservative piece she could find, “This is the first time

away and stormed into the bathroom, slamming

piece she

necessary places, anyway. Such attire might be provocative to some, but Remington was as indifferent as a

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

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