Chapter 284

When Remington reached out to help Lizetta fuck a strand of hair behind her ear for the umpteenth time, she blocked his hand.

She turned to look at him, “Remi, aren’t you gonna grab a bite?”

It seemed like Remington had been so busy fussing over her that he hadn’t even touched his silverware.

“I had a bite earlier. I’m good just watching you eat.”

Lizetta was left speechless

But being watched like a hawk while eating was kind of a pressure cooker for her.

“I’ll get indigestion, what are you up to?”

Lizetta put down her utensils and faced Remington, deciding to ditch the meal altogether.

A shadow passed over Remington’s deep eyes. He just wanted to have a meal with her, and now she was talking indigestion.

Remington’s lips pressed into a thin line, he nodded slightly, and stood up.

“I’ll be in the living room. Have a little more to eat.”

He strode towards the living room, leaving Lizetta biting her lip, sensing a tinge of loneliness in his departing figure.

She instantly felt a pang of guilt, as if she’d done something to wound him.

the tragedy of being

no how.

head and kept on

stepping out of the dining room, she found Remington on the couch scrolling through his phone, bathed in sunlight, his watch casting a

had been so

like him, and it

over, plopped down on the couch, and

“Where’s my phone?”

phone had been confiscated by Remington since yesterday. She had looked for it earlier

she’d check in upon landing, and she hadn’t yet, probably leaving her friend. worried

“I’m keeping your phone for now. You’ll

out? What do you

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me, and understanding that leaving

and

sent a shiver

he was irked by her escape, wanting to

serious—he

divorce, turning her

of freedom she had struggled to crack open was slammed shut with a simple slap from him, sealed

back and grabbing

who needs a reality check, Remington–are you out of

cushion effortlessly, his

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