Remington's breath turned heavy, his deep gaze fixed intently on the woman's pale face. His fists clenched and then relaxed as he finally spoke, his voice soft and soothing. "Liz, you're in a bad state right now. What you need most is some rest! We can talk about everything else later, okay?"

He reached out to pull Lizetta into his embrace, but she dodged away, irritation written all over her face.

"At this point, Mr. Dashiell, do you really think our marriage stands a chance?"

Without a moment's hesitation, he replied, "Yes, it does!"

It was then he realized she loved him, and he hadn't yet had the chance to tell her that he loved her too.

How could they end things like this! He wouldn't allow it!

He said with a grave tone; his handsome face slightly shadowed. His gentleness shattered like a mask, revealing a cold, dark gaze filled with obsession and madness. He stepped forward, intent on pulling Lizetta into his arms.

"Enough!" She pushed him away fiercely, her slender body stumbling.

Seeing her on the verge of falling, Remington froze, hesitating to approach her again.

At that moment, Hogan, changing from scrubs to his white gown, quickly came over and supported Lizetta.

Hogan's right hand. But Lizetta, who looked

scene deeply

Dashiell, she's been through a lot today. A pregnant woman shouldn't be continuously stressed like this. If you truly care for her, stop pushing her!" Remington's temples throbbed twice, "This is between

a doctor, I must intervene! And as Liz's friend, Mr. Dashiell, you missing the wedding and embarrassing her like that, you've let

other intentions? Hogan, don't act all high and mighty about our issues. You're nothing here! My patience has limits; don't think I won't take action! Lizetta, observing Remington's stern demeanor, suddenly curved up her lips, "If Hogan don't have a say, surely

appear strong, Lizetta was physically weak, having relied on Hogan's support. Finally steadying herself,

please take care of Yoli for me? I need to talk to him

but seeing Lizetta's determination, he didn't press, nodded and turned to head into the

deserted, leaving only Lizetta and Remington standing opposite each

light from above cast a shadow on the ground, creating a rift

one who skipped the wedding, who gave up on me. Why bother pretending now? Let's end this gracefully for the sake of decades

what Remington was holding

making his voice hoarse, "Liz, I didn't miss the wedding. I'm sorry

anxious, his composure

smile, "Explain? Explain that while I was eagerly looking forward to

when I was waiting for you to try on the

our wedding day alone and vulnerable, you were

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