Nelson's face darkened as he frowned and said, "Playing too many games, proud of foolish acts, and when caught, shows no remorse. Now, holding a grudge?"

He had never thought his granddaughter could be so unseemly.

Without the rose-tinted glasses, his disappointment only grew.

Hospital room.

With everyone gone, Lizetta wanted to lie down and rest a bit, but her gaze fell on a bag beside the bed.

It had been brought by Timothy just a while ago. Hesitating, Lizetta reached for the bag to see what was inside.

Sure enough, the items weren't something Timothy would buy.

There were maternity toothbrushes, a lumbar support pillow, soft slippers, a hat and socks of just the right thickness, and some sanitary pads from brands Lizetta usually used, among other things. Lizetta frowned. Last night, she had thought she heard a soft knocking on the wall but dismissed it as her imagination. Today, bumping into Remington in the fire escape explained it all. Gathering the bag, Lizetta got out of bed and went to the room next door, intending to hang the bag on the doorknob and leave. But just as she reached out, the door opened from the inside. Remington, in his hospital gown, stood there.

off guard, their

offering the bag back to him. "Your stuff." Remington looked down at the bag she was handing to him, his gaze somber. "These are

prepared all of this for me.

take back what I've given. Besides, I wasn't the one who gave this to you. Find whoever did to return

was tense, his voice tight with a hint of

didn't expect

with him as repulsive

wouldn't take it,

bag dropped towards

reflexes quick as he caught the bag before it hit the ground, preventing the contents from scattering and getting

woman in front

might as

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