Chapter 840

As soon as Remington felt a twinge of guilt, she would subtly make her small requests, and Remington would usually agree. However, when Remington heard that the cufflinks were with Lizetta, his expression softened slightly, but he still chose to feign ignorance. "What did she misunderstand?" he asked.

Stella felt like she was choking on her own frustration, barely managing to keep a neutral face. She withdrew her hand, explaining, "Liz probably saw such personal items with me and assumed we were close. She got really angry, snatched the cufflinks away, and pushed me to the ground..."

Before she could finish, Remington interrupted, "She got angry?" His lips curled into a suspicious hint of a smile.

Stella was taken aback. Why was there a smile on his face?

The smile on Remington's lips grew more pronounced. "So, do you think she was jealous?" he asked.

Stella felt as if her heart was being pierced, her nails digging into her palm. Remington clearly wasn't looking for an answer; he was pleased, convinced that Lizetta was indeed jealous. She still cares about him.

anxious; she hadn't yet discussed what she had waited here for. She took a few hurried steps and grabbed

together? You know I haven't attended such events since

were bright with hope and trust as she looked at the man inside the car. Her already delicate

in any

off,

more vulnerable, stirring

gaze fell on Stella's hand holding the door,

Liz agree? Knowing her, she might not want to go

not pleased to hear this. His eyes turned cold and sharp, "She won't refuse me!" With that, he

she clung to the door, trembling. She took out her phone

doesn't love

over, saying she wishes me to become Mrs. Dashiell soon. She said she's tired of you and hopes to get rid of you so you won't bother her anymore. Remington, I'm the one who truly loves

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