Barbara was on the verge of collapse, who would dare to mess with her?

She held Evelina close, and even Ray didn't have the guts to forcefully take her away.

With half of her face buried in Barbara's embrace, Evelina glanced at Lizetta, a hint of defiance in her smile.

"Oh, mom, please don't say that. You need to take care of yourself. Our West family only has so few people left. We can't afford to lose even one more!"

The two hugged and cried together, making it seem like whoever appeared weaker was in the right.

Just then, the hospital room door opened.

Martin's stern voice echoed, "Remington, what are you doing? Let go!"

"Mom!"

Beside Martin, a long-haired woman rushed in, exclaiming, and ran to the bedside.

She sat down, gently patting Barbara's back, then looked up at Remington pitifully, asking, "Remington, what happened? My mom's not in good shape. Can we talk about this outside?" Lizetta was taken aback as she looked at the woman with long hair.

This woman must be the real Stella.

She was the woman Remington had abandoned their wedding for, rushing thousands of miles, unable to wait even a day to bring back.

indifference, at that moment, she couldn't help but stare breathlessly at the

very slender, beautiful, yet pale, with refined features not much different from her

recognized her instantly, although the Stella in those childhood photos was

looked sorrowful, timid, and fragile

at Remington, pleading,

gaze shifted to

looking down at Stella, his eyes no

he seemed to be so tender that he was

because he suddenly

arms and curling

noticing Remington's silence, timidly tugged at his

"Remington?"

met Lizetta's icy and mocking stare, frowning

feel uncomfortable. Did she really not

pull, but in that moment, his lowered gaze caught sight of

and

your mom either. We can talk outside, but Evelina must

on Evelina, "No way! Nobody is

labored, a

annoyance, "Remington, I know about what happened at your wedding! It was all

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