Chapter 268

Got shipped off to be the neighborhood committee boy, huh?

Cedric was grinding his teeth, thinking Remington had better hold the fort and not chase after his wife to the airport.

He thought, “If he did, he’d be nothing but a lovesick puppy, even more whipped than I was!”

Cedric left, and Remington kept staring at the report in front of him, his expression as still as water.

But in just a mernent, he yanked over a stack of planning documents next to him, getting more irritated the more he looked at them.

Finally, Remington couldn’t keep up the facade of calm, raising his hand to rub his forehead and pushing away all the papers in front of him.

He leaned back in his chair, yanking his tie loose with a forceful tug.

After a bit, he leaned forward to open a drawer and reached for the diary at the very bottom.

But as soon as his fingers touched the leather cover, he stopped short, kicking the drawer shut in a fit of agitation.

Cedric said there were no big issues between him and Lizetta, told him to clear up the whole Evelina thing.

Ha, Evelina’s kid wasn’t his, he’d said that plenty of times.

Lizetta knew it, too, but did she ever care?

didn’t love him and was hell–bent on

he didn’t want to let go of the marriage, that

little girl had a heart of stone; she didn’t give a

had hardened; it yearned for

that going to the airport now, after holding onto her for a month,

misunderstood her drugging him as an attempt to stay with the

she was miserable with

her one last time, that meant

then, so pained and pleading, so

was he supposed to do if not let go?

he supposed to just watch her suffocate, wither away before his eyes?

Cedric’s words had thrown Remington into complete disarray, making him more agitated and

be like Cedric said: the next time they met would be to

papers.

his Mrs. Dashiell; she could openly be

he was being pierced by a thousand arrows, an unbearable

a glimmer of

or not, he’d leave it

back his chair, stood up, and walked over to the

smoke, Remington left his office and commanded in a deep voice, “Call a

the entire secretarial department sprang into

Seasons Café as planned for

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