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.

glared at Hogan's right hand. But Lizetta, who looked agitated, grasped Hogan's arm in

deeply wounded Remington's

Dashiell, she's been through a lot today. A pregnant woman shouldn't be continuously stressed like this. If you truly care

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

"Oh, as a friend, or perhaps with 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

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

you please take care of Yoli

determination, he didn't

leaving only Lizetta and Remington

the ground,

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

truly didn't understand what

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

voice was anxious, his composure

while I was eagerly looking forward to our wedding, you were busy searching

waiting for you to try on the wedding attire, you were rushing

faced our wedding day alone and vulnerable, you were

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