Remington's expression grew tense, the light in his eyes dimming as he turned and strode out the door.

Lizetta lay trembling slightly, her hands beneath the blankets clutching at the sheets, suppressing the tumult of emotions within her chest.

He had lied to her!

There was no way he had gone to the office.

He had left in the middle of the night; how could he possibly have been dealing with paperwork?

And just now, she had detected a faint scent of disinfectant on him.

He must have uncovered something, yet he chose to conceal it.

After showering and changing, Remington returned to the bedroom, finding Lizetta's demeanor had turned cold again.

Cara brought up some food, and Remington sat by the bed, watching Lizetta eat.

She seemed to have gradually accepted her reality, no longer resisting the idea of eating. Silently, she held the soup bowl, eating spoonful by spoonful quietly. When she finished, Remington took a napkin from Cara and gently wiped the corners of Lizetta's mouth.

Then, footsteps sounded, and Ray's figure appeared at the door.

Remington stood up, "You get some more rest, I'll head to the study..."

But Lizetta suddenly grasped Remington's arm, "Let Ray come in and talk, I've slept too much, don't feel like sleeping anymore."

on her small hand clutching

to keep you company for a

slightly, a soft curve appearing at the edge

done, quickly withdrew her

gently said, "Our talking

have Ray speak

no matter how much Lizetta pressed, she wouldn't get it out of

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silent,

gentle kiss on her

tidied up a

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asleep, and quietly left the

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her feet bare, and silently made her way

villa's security was tight on the outside but laxer on

all, she was in her postnatal period, needing quiet and not convenient for bodyguards to come and

the personal doctor and

assistant

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