Remington was clearly no longer paying attention to her. He sat on the couch, legs crossed, engrossed in texting on his phone, a slight smile playing on his lips. The faint glow from his phone illuminated his deep, dark eyes, which seemed to light up solely for one person. Stella was filled with jealousy, quickly masking it by looking down. Lizetta! Even if she couldn't have everything, she wouldn't let Lizetta have it easily either.

Indeed, Remington was in contact with Lizetta. Half an hour earlier, Lizetta had hurried out of the hospital. The chilly night air greeted her as she left. She had arrived in Remington's car and was about to hail a cab when a flashy blue Aston Martin pulled up in front of her. Timothy got out from the driver's seat, walked around the car, and opened the passenger door for Lizetta.

"Hop in, Litchi. Remi ordered me to take you home," he said. Lizetta was surprised, "Weren't you supposed to be dropping your girlfriend off at the hospital?" Timothy chuckled, "My girlfriend's needs don't compare to Remi's orders. He'd have my hide if I didn't get you home safely. It's cold, get in."

Timothy gave Lizetta a wink. Lizetta hesitated, "No need. I can take a cab. You shouldn't leave your girlfriend at the hospital; it must be hard on her." Timothy sighed, "Or maybe you want me to call her and break up right now?"

car. Even if Timothy was known for his fleeting relationships, she didn't want to

Timothy drove

He's asking if I've picked you up." Timothy sent-a couple of voice messages back to Remington. Remington quickly replied with a voice message, which Timothy played. Remington's familiar, deep voice filled the

safe, make sure

Lizetta felt a bit uncomfortable with the teasing and looked at Timothy "Timothy, you

You have no idea how he's been these past four months, wandering around like a zombie. Just after you left Zion City he, who's always

himself

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