Lizetta felt like that even if the wedding went smoothly, she would still never truly fit into his world.

She touched the diary for a long while before finally opening it.

Remington thought she was going to check the authenticity of the diary, but then, in the next second.

The woman abruptly rolled down the car window, letting in the cold gust of wind.

Amidst the sound of tearing paper, Lizetta ripped the diary to shreds and threw it out of the window.

Screech!

Remington slammed on the brakes, his handsome face turning a shade of livid, and he leaned over to grab her forcefully.

"Lizetta! What on earth are you doing!?"

But it was too late.

Lizetta's hands were empty, and the diary was gone.

Remington's eyes were tinged with a faint red. In order to return in time, he hadn't slept for two straight days.

His eyes stung, but it was nothing compared to the dull ache in his heart.

apart wasn't just

state of agitation, Lizetta's clear eyes were

him anymore. Her heart had turned to ashes; why would she

at Remington's seething anger, she couldn't help but smile

gets to you? Aren't you being a bit dramatic?" Remington stared at her

if he stayed with her any longer, he might actually

away, forcefully opened the car door, and stepped

moving fast just now, and the

been scattered by the

the cover and a few scattered pages of the diary in the snowy roadside. Taking out his phone for light, his brows furrowed, he was

heard the roar of a

felt a chill in his heart and turned around to see his Maybach

road was

covered in

rubbed his forehead and burst out laughing in

while, he finally

along the

long after Lizetta arrived at the

handed Lizetta a sterile suit

known her for many years, but she'd never seen Yolanda looking so

had always been

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