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.

that what she tore apart wasn't just the diary, but

compared to his current state of agitation,

heart had turned to ashes; why would she care about

seething anger, she couldn't help

but a tampered diary gets to you? Aren't you being a bit dramatic?"

if he stayed with her any longer, he might actually

away, forcefully opened the car door, and

been moving fast just now, and the

scattered by the

road for a few yards, but only found the cover and a few scattered pages of the diary in the snowy roadside. Taking out his phone for light, his brows furrowed,

when he heard the roar

see his Maybach speeding away with its taillights glaring

mountain road

surroundings were covered in ice

his forehead and burst

he finally

car over. Have a team search along the mountain road to

arrived at

a sterile suit

Lizetta had known her for many years,

been lively and

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