Chapter 38

Lizetta was already on the brink of divorce, and now someone was throwing cash her way. There was no way she’d say no to that.

The moment Lizetta pocketed the dough, whether she went through with the divorce or not, Remington couldn’t stand having wool pulled over his eyes. It was like she was planting a thorn right in his heart.

Elara shook her head, “Let’s talk back in the car.”

Evelina’s heart sank in an instant. She thought that with Lizetta’s soft spot for Elara, the old “motherly love” card, there was no way Lizetta could turn her down.

What an ungrateful snake! As the car started moving, Evelina’s tears started flowing like a waterfall, and she threw herself into Elara’s arms.

“Mom, I don’t care that Lizetta got mad, slapped me, all of that jazz. But my belly’s getting bigger by the day, and Remington, still hung up on Fiona, won’t get a divorce.

How can I bear to have my child be the talk of the town? I had a rough enough childhood; I don’t want my baby to be born into this cruel world.”

Elara’s heart was shattered, and she patted Evelina trying to comfort her, “Don’t you worry I’m gonna make sure you get what you want.”

After she sent Evelina to her hospital room and made sure she was asleep, Elara stepped out and made a call, her voice light, “Fancy grabbing a coffee when you’re free?”

Night fell.

Fresh out of the shower, Lizetta counted her stash of cash again, furrowing her brow. As hard as she was hustling, saving money for regular folks was like watching paint dry. She was always spending more than she was saving.

have thought Mrs.

the dumps, thinking, actually trading in that dirtbag for 500 grand

the hay after tidying

wanting to wake her,

might have an infected wound and seems to be running a fever. I’m sent out of

It was Cedric,

She’ll take

him. Nobody’s answering his cell

started to worry too. She tried calling

and dashed to Oakridge Heights. As she stepped into the

thinking maybe Cedric gave her the wrong address,

the bedroom door, and there was a nightlight on. Remington was propped up against the headboard,

or not.

hurried over. The moment her hand touched his forehead, Remington suddenly grabbed her wrist, his palm burning

Thinking he was awake, Lizetta leaned in, but then she saw his eyes were still tightly shut, his handsome face slightly flushed, breathing a bit

in his sleep, huh? Lizetta chuckled to herself,

go,” she touched his face with her other hand.

coolness of her hand comforted him, Remington nuzzled into her palm and mumbled, “Who’s

kinda cute to Lizetta, but then she remembered Elara’s words about it taking two to tango, and she was tempted to slap

sweetie. Say ‘mom‘, and I’ll go get your medicine.”

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