The wound in the palm of his hand, which was left untreated, began to bleed again, the congealed blood dripping down along his fingers.

"Remington, what happened to your hand? My God, you're bleeding a lot."

Stella hurried over, reaching for Remington's bleeding hand.

But before she could touch him, Remington abruptly raised his hand and pushed her away.

Stella nearly stumbled backward, her face turning pale.

"Remington." Her eyes reddened.

But Remington didn't look at her, his gaze fixed on Hanna, a cold sneer pulling at his lips. "I was hesitating whether to bring her back or not. But now I think it's better she's gone, so our baby won't be treated as a blood bag even before it's born."

Remington stepped forward, walking past Hanna, his voice cold. "I've decided to respect Liz's wishes and not search for her anymore. As for your own son, you figure out how to save him. It's not Liz's responsibility!"

With that, he strode upstairs, commanding Lina, "Please ask them to leave and don't just open the door to anyone next time."

voice filled with shock and anger. "What do you mean by figuring it

back, and when

young master's temper. Please, you and Ms. West

at Lina while Stella stepped forward to soothe, "Aunt Hanna, let's just go for now. Liz has left, and Remington is in a bad mood. He didn't mean

surely

be he's genuinely disheartened and troubled, deciding to let Lizetta go and not search for her anymore? "You're so kind, unlike Lizetta. Joseph trusted her so much, and the Dashiell family took her in; but the one time she

and smiled, then glanced back at

had sent her away, but it was because Lizetta had just left, and

away, she would eventually take her place, becoming the new lady of

Upstairs.

silently watching Stella and Hanna

drove away, he

his phone

eli

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