Chapter 295

“It’s all your fault!”

Lizetta lifted her head from Remington’s embrace with a mix of shame and annoyance, shooting him a reproachful glare.

She scrambled to get out of bed, in a fluster to open the door for the doctors.

But Remington withdrew his arm from around her lower back and said in a hoarse voice, “Wait a sec.”

Lizetta, visibly irritated, shot back, “Walt for what? If we wait any longer, I’ll have no face left to show!”

Keeping the doc waiting outside the door was like social suicide for her.

However, Remington kept his grip around her waist, murmuring, “If you go open the door now, we’ll only end up more embarrassed.”

As he spoke, his large hand squeezed Lizetta’s waist a bit, pulling her closer.

Lizetta instantly blushed, looking away.

Remington was in his flimsy, oversized hospital gown, with certain areas standing out all the more prominently.

by her gaze, it seemed to swell even more

on top of the man, biting her lip and saying, “Weren’t you

got hurt, Remington replied

acting all coquettish, it would be a real issue if he didn’t

moment, then, with an ostrich–like denial, she pulled the blanket over

her head away, not

annoyed expression

these things, especially when it comes to the woman who makes your

head, saying,

right before his eyes, and he figured he wouldn’t be calming down anytime

granted a reprieve, hopped off the bed and dashed

turned on the faucet and inadvertently caught a glimpse of herself in

disheveled hair, a flushed face, swollen eyes and lips, and an

reaction when entering the room was to press her face into

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told her not to open the door and to go freshen

patted cold water on her face, the heat

also remembered how Remington used to be so different – cold and abstinent, hardly touching her

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