Chapter 55

Lizetta held her breath, waiting for the man’s response.

“If I wasn’t concerned about you, what am I doing now?”

His answer was nonchalant, but Lizetta’s heart couldn’t help but race out of control.

His protectiveness, his response, somehow sparked a tiny bit of hope in her heart again.

Her eyes misted over, “When I hit Evelina last time, did you feel sorry for her too? Did you ice her up?”

Remington chuckled, “Take a guess.”

Without a direct answer, that must mean yes!

Lizetta felt like smashing his head in.

She turned around in anger, and Remington’s body pressed closer again.

Faced with him once more, she was cornered between his body and the wall, glaring at him with her head tilted back.

Remington’s lips curved slightly, appearing leisurely composed.

“Caring so much, yet you won’t admit you’re jealous?”

Lizetta thought he was insane, her expression cooling off.

“We’re not divorced yet; you’re my husband. Women do not like being cuckolded either, okay?”

The smile in Remington’s eyes faded slightly, “Since you know we’re not divorced, then move back home.”

Why could he bring this up again? Lizetta wanted to remind him that they would be divorced by now if he hadn’t broken their last appointment.

But Remington preempted her: “I had the bedroom cleaned up, everything’s new – the sofa, the carpets, the bedding.”

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encountering Evelina when she returned, Lizetta’s face went stone–cold.

a room, but you can’t wash away the filth that’s gotten into my eyes and heart! I’m not

expecting him to actually stumble backward, his expression changing

“Ouch.”

cramped space, his intake of

grabbed his arm and urgently unbuttoned his shirt cuff to

your arm

a bandage on his forearm, stained with traces of

expression changed, and she said

it healed after so many days? What have you been doing, haven’t you taken care of yourself

without medication. However, it’s been seven or eight days

of Joseph’s illness, Lizetta couldn’t help but fear the

all over her face.

Remington, wanting to rush outside to call a doctor.

couldn’t pull him along. Instead, Remington grabbed her wrist, gave a gentle pull, and Lizetta turned and fell into his arms, where he held

his chin resting on top of her head, his voice carrying a smile.

worried about

his presence always managing

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nonsense,”

if not as husband and wife, they still

would still be the person most wishing for his peace and happiness in this

hold you for a while.” Remington’s chin moved slightly, making

tone of affection; Lizetta thought she must have made

that can heal wounds, you know? Stop it, let’s get a doctor to check it

a set of traditional remedies for stopping bleeding and promoting tissue growth. Just do as I say.

voice was serious, and Lizetta subconsciously obeyed, raising her hand

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