Chapter 200

“I’m gonna give granny a ring. Got work to do this arvo, bet you do too, right.”

She hightailed it to the door, where her phone had been left on a low cabinet by the entrance, courtesy of Remington.

She didn’t dare look back at Remington, as she felt all kinds of emotions mixed up; part of her hoped that he’d grab her and spill some sweet nothings to make her stay.

But fear had the upper hand–she was scared that if he did try to hold her back, she wouldn’t have the heart to walk away

Turns out she’d overestimated her place in his heart, though. She made the call, and Remington didn’t peep another word.

Guess his earlier chit–chat was just him blowing smoke.

After Lizetta hung up, Tina was summoned by Fiona to get the door.

“The old lady’s waiting downstairs,” Tina said.

So Lizetta and Remington went down together, and Fiona gave them the once–over as soon as she laid eyes on them.

The old lady’s heart skipped a beat.

This doesn’t look like a pair who’ve kissed and made up, does it?

told you to sweet–talk your wife. Did you? Did you

anger as

went to her, taking Fiona’s hand and sitting beside

him. Now I know Remi didn’t mean to not save me that day, and I truly don’t hold it against

two good now?”

took another look at them.

had made up but were too shy to

frosty look as he settled into an

us. Even if

words, “still the Dashiell family’s daughter,” Lizetta felt like her heart was

tingled, and

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longing to return to being the

that she’d got her wish, she should be over the moon,

she managed a smile and nodded, “Yeah,

divorce! Why on earth would you split up? I won’t have it!

I have agreed on. We both

and hopeful smile, a flicker of scorn crossed his eyes. His knuckles whitened on

is young, she’s impulsive, and what about you? Are you just playing around,

furious, glaring at Remington,

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