Chapter 68

Lizetta stood there, with hands on her hips, silenced and stiff as a board after Remington’s warning, and she gave Lucian a reluctant nod.

“Alright, I’m heading in.”

As Lucian walked away, Lizetta immediately gave Remington a stomp on the foot and shoved him hard.

“Back off!”

She had managed to make herself throw up in time, but the alcohol had infiltrated her system, causing her to wobble a bit.

Remington pulled her back and cradled her slender waist with his large hand, plopping Lizetta onto the sink counter and enveloping her with his arms.

Remington had a stern look on his face, with his gaze fixed on her, and his thin lips curled up in an indescribable

sneer.

“What’s the matter, am I cramping your style and interrupting your little walk down memory lane?”

Lizetta was enveloped by his breath, the familiar cool scent mixed with sweetness, unmistakably Evelina’s perfume.

The nerve of this guy, acting like she was the third wheel to his little fling, and now he has the gall to turn the tables on her.

Lizetta tried to back away in disgust. “Yes, I’ve already cleared the way for you by hiding out here. You got your awkward moment, and I’ve had my drink, so what more do you want, chasing me down to this spot?”

The mirror on the wash basin cast a cold light on Lizetta’s pale face, making the hints of red flush from the alcohol on her cheeks look unnaturally vivid.

her ear, then used the back of his hand to

I force that

laughed in exasperation, “Am I some kind of masochist, eagerly downing

to look at him, but he grabbed her chin firmly and turned her face back to his.

Dashiell, and who would dare to force a drink on

to him, or even just given him a look of pleading, wouldn’t he have cared for her?

asked about his arm injury for days, and today she had the nerve to show up at the welcome party. He hadn’t even blown up at her yet, and here

the impatience and disdain in her eyes, and thinking about how she had lit up at another man just moments before, a chill grew in the depths of his

asking for it!”

him, trying to kick him away

forcing Lizetta to lean back and, in a panic, wrap her arms around his neck.

deserve it? Are you saying I should have thrown that drink

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next to him,

look ridiculous trying to pull

always give it a try.”

also arguing pointless. She was still worried about her brother.

home. Consider that drink as my apology to you, and while you’re at it, can you please spare

“What are you talking

puzzled expression, she was taken aback.

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