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.

gaze, it seemed to swell even more brazenly.

by fire, her face burned as she froze on top of the man, biting her lip and saying,

part that got hurt, Remington replied with brazen confidence.

her sitting on top of him, crying and acting all coquettish, it would be a

she

her head away, not daring to meet his

caught a glimpse of her shy, annoyed expression and felt a tightening in his

can’t control these things, especially when it comes

in his eyes as he reached up and gently touched Lizetta’s head, saying, “No need for you to open the door. Go freshen up

and he figured he

reprieve, hopped off the bed and dashed

the faucet and inadvertently caught a glimpse of

reflection showed disheveled hair, a flushed face, swollen eyes and lips, and an alluring

she recalled how Remington’s first reaction when entering the room was to press

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he told her not to open the

her face, the

used to be so different – cold and abstinent, hardly touching her in two years

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