Chapter 155

Remington’s words got Lizetta’s heart racing faster than any sweet nothings ever could

But before that sweet feeling could spread, it was quickly replaced by bitterness

If this had happened six months ago, heck, even two months ago, she’d be over the moon.

But now, it’s just too late.

Even though her heart still skipped a beat, she no longer wanted to look back, nor did she have the courage

  1. to.

Lizetta looked at the man she loved, her pale lips curving slightly.

“Yeah, the feelings are gone.”

Her words sent a chill through Remington, who tightened his grip on her chin.

“Did you ever love me?”

A pang of pain hit Lizetta’s heart. How could she have not loved him? She hadn’t even moved on yet.

But then she remembered that night when she was stitched up, lying in bed, and felt she needed his

concern.

But he was nowhere to be found. When she finally got through to him on the phone, being nervous and hopeful, she confessed her feelings

“I’m sorry, brother, I like you”

She still remembered his cold response.

“Stop calling me “brother. Doesn’t it make you sick? Lizetta, you really stop at nothing to stay with the Dashiell family!”

said she disgusted him, and that her love made him

never dared to confess again.

married,

take care of you and stand by you, through thick and thin. Can you try to work on this marriage

in plain words. How could the best

have a marriage of convenience, which would

contract. Even

years of draining

question again. How was she supposed to answer?

truth would just give him another chance to humiliate

getting divorced, and there was no need for any of this anymore. Lizetta didn’t want

shook

I don’t love

Chap

she silently thought that, yes, one day in the future,

anymore.

do it.

at the woman before him; her eyes were clear and calm,

lied, and it was nothing like the calm she

never loved him.

lips curled into a mocking smirk, and his expression remained unchanged as

stepped back, standing

You’re right, divorce is indeed our

her lips, and her eyes and brows bent slightly

we

off, while looking down on

I, Remington, will not be siblings with my ex–wife! Lizetta, stop dreaming. We will never be siblings in this lifetime! It won’t just gross me out, and my future wife

turned ashen, her expression freezing, and she felt hollow in

she barely managed

“Okay, I understand.”

better not show your

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