Remington returned to Oakridge Heights as the night had completely settled in.

It had been two days and two nights since Lizetta left. Exhausted, the man stepped out of his car, only to be surprised by the lights on in the mansion. Remington trembled, his fists clenching suddenly.

In a moment, his dim eyes seemed to fall into the Starlight Group. He quickened his pace, gradually turning into a run as he pushed open the entrance door. The living room was brightly lit, yet empty.

Just as Remington was about to dash upstairs, he heard sounds coming from the kitchen.

He paused, quickly heading towards the kitchen.

Standing at the kitchen entrance, he saw a slender figure at the counter, the kitchen dimly lit, casting a soft halo around the woman.

Her hair fell in soft waves, shimmering gently in the light.

For a moment, Remington felt a moment of dizziness and disbelief, his eyes burning, his voice hoarse to the extreme.

"Honey."

His voice startled the busy figure, who turned around with a beaming smile.

But to Remington, it felt like his vision shattered, blown away by the wind.

Clarity returned to his eyes. A whirlpool of disappointment and frustration swallowed him.

It wasn't Lizetta.

It was Stella.

how could she suddenly change her

I disturb you?" Stella

composed himself, reaching to turn on the

illuminated the surroundings, casting light on the man's cold and handsome features, his brows

sternly, "What are you doing here? How

his icy tone,

the past two days. I was worried about you and brought some nutritious food for you. You hadn't returned, sol thought

a wife waiting for her husband

Lizetta used to wait for him in the same

glanced down, concealing the sorrow in his eyes, no longer looking at Stella, and

"Please leave."

cold,

her chance, eagerly wanting to be the one to comfort him in

towards her was even colder and more distant, keeping

lip, she

Hanna's voice

living room,

to Stella like

you. Did

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