Lizetta handed Remington's phone to the nurse at the desk, asking her to deliver it to Remington before turning to leave. The nurse, true to her word, immediately took the phone to him.

Barbara had been rushed into surgery, and Remington was pacing anxiously alongside Martin in the waiting area. Seeing the nurse with his phone, he had his brow furrowed in irritation as he took it and asked, "Who brought this?"

"She left it with me and then took off," the nurse replied.

Clutching the phone, Remington told Martin, "I'll be right back."

Without waiting for a response, he strode towards the elevator.

But by the time he got to the lobby, there was no sign of Lizetta. He quickly dialed her number.

After a few rings, she answered.

Remington, now in the elevator, asked in a deep, worried tone, "Where are you?"

Lizetta was on her way out of the hospital; her voice was calm as she replied, "I'm beat. Caught a cab home. I know you're busy; just carry on." Remington could detect the chill in her tone.

He

on the phone

out the right words to explain, Lizetta

hitched, "Alright, just text me when you get

she said before

Lizetta didn't actually board any cab. She sat down

had lied to Remington, because she hadn't even

want to hear

without hearing them, she

all about making Barbara feel at ease before her

he had

Lizetta wanted to hear. She yearned for a husband who would stand by her side, steadfastly,

didn't realize how long she had been sitting on the bench

expression changed as

the DNA results for Evelina and

a cab and headed

in such a hurry? April, follow

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