Remington clearly had enough of her sarcastic comments. Without another word, he scooped her up, intending to tuck her into bed.

Instinctively, Lizetta wrapped her arms around his neck, whispering, "I really need a shower."

"No, you can't do that. The doc said you can't shower today," Remington firmly denied. "You're not a doctor."

"I asked the doctor!" he asserted with conviction, clearly having done his homework.

Lizetta felt a twinge in her heart.

She had thought Remington was like Hanna, only caring about whether Joy could save Joseph's life; and she thought that's why he chased her down. Maybe she had him all wrong.

After all, he didn't push Hanna to get tested and even took the time to ask the doctor about these precautions. It all told that he did care about the baby.

"I just want to wipe down a bit. I feel like I'm starting to stink," Lizetta muttered softly.

she planned to shower in the evening. However, after being rushed to the hospital and sweating out of stress, she felt

leaned in, deeply

turned her head away in

at her slightly flushed ears, Remington

in front of your fans. Or do you still care about keeping up

though faceless, had indeed

down on the bed, patting her head,

turned her head away, muttering,

instead, he let

In

it all figured out, huh? But let me tell you straight, even when that day comes, I won't be there. Give up on the idea of divorce," Remington said, then ruffled Lizetta's hair, adding, "You don't

had a double meaning, from not

everything

had never found him so infuriating. After staying barely at

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