Lizetta was staring at Remington in disbelief, her face ghostly pale, and her lips trembling.


    Seeing her like that, Remington felt like his normally cold heart got a little squeeze.


    His handsome face softened a bit, but when he thought about what she had been up totely, he felt a


    lump in his chest and just couldn’t bring himself to sweet–talk her.


    In the midst of this standoff, the ringtone of a cell phone broke the silence.


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    Remington rolled out of bed, grabbed a dagger, and casually cut through the tie binding Lizetta’s


    hands.


    Immediately, Lizetta burrowed into the covers.


    Picking up the phone, Remington’s expression turned gentle.


    “Yeah, when have I ever not yed by the rules? Alright, alright, I got it.”


    It must be Evelina.


    Lizetta realized that hearing him coddle someone else didn’t sting as much anymore; it felt numb and


    dull.


    Was that a good thing?


    While she was pondering, Remington sat down next to her, straightening his shirt.


    “Granny wants to video call us.”


    Lizetta froze, and Fiona’s call came through, with Remington sliding to answer it promptly.


    Lizetta scrambled to wrap herself in the nket, while Remington pulled her close for the camera.


    Fiona broke into a grin upon seeing the young couple together and said to Lizetta,


    “Liz, honey, all that gossip about kissing in a bar is just tabloid trash. Remington also said it’s not true. I


    took care of it, so don’t you worry. And if Remington ever gives you trouble, you just tell me.”


    It turned out that Fiona had seen the rumors online and was concerned. Sheughed.


    “Granny, the woman Remi was hugging in the bar was me; I wasn’t mistreated.”


    Fiona clutched her chest in relief. “That’s my boy, I knew Remington wouldn’t go chasing skirts! He


    doesn’t have the EQ for juggling women.”


    Remington was speechless.


    Lizetta nodded with a smile, but her heart sank.


    In fact, Remington had been looking elsewhere, but it seemed his emotional intelligence wasn’t quite


    up to


    scratch.


    Other guys could have gs waving all over town and still keep things tight at home, but maybe


    Remington just didn’t bother to hide it, or perhaps he didn’t care about her feelings.


    “Granny, don’t worry, we’re not fighting,” Lizetta beamed, eyes twinkling.


    *Liz, dear, let me tell you, before Remington was born, your mother–inw had a minor surgery, and I


    always suspected the doctor left a piece of gauze inside her, and that’s why Remington turned out so


    twisted. Be patient with him, and if you really get mad, just hit him, whip him with a belt, he won’t dare


    to hit back!”


    Lizetta didn’t know what to say.


    “Granny, I’m right here, you know,” Remington said with resignation.


    Fiona suddenly noticed their surroundings, her eyes lighting up.


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    “Are you two at a hotel? Oh dear, I didn’t mean to interrupt. Okay, you kids carry on, I’ll hang up now.”


    The screen wobbled as Fiona seemed to remember something else and chimed back in.


    “Liz, put a pillow under your hipster, trust Granny, it works.”


    Before Lizetta could rify, Fiona had disconnected.


    Feeling embarrassed. Lizetta blushed and burrowed deeper into the nket, ring at Remington with


    annoyance.


    “You did that on purpose, didn’t you?”


    Knowing full well that Fiona was going to call he still took her to the hotel and put her in this situation,


    letting Fiona jump to the conclusion that they were there to make babies.


    Remington looked down at her. “If we didn’te to the hotel, were you nning to dress up as a fish


    and go out for a swim?”


    Lizetta didn’t want to discuss it further.


    *Granny wants great–grandchildren, and since you’re obviously not going to have a baby with me, stop


    getting her hopes up. Evelina’s pregnant. If you’re worried Granny won’t approve of your thing with her,


    just tell her. She’ll agree to our divorce for the sake of the child. And if you’re worried that a divorce will


    look bad for thepany, we can just get the certificate and not announce it. It’s not like it’ll have any


    impact since we’ve been secretly married anyway.”


    She tried to talk to him in a calm and collected manner, but her heart still ached with the words.


    She had decided on divorce and hadn’t wavered.


    Whether in marriage or love, both parties need to be equal for it tost. She and Remington were n


    footing; it was a lopsided marriage from the start.


    never on equal


    She had been too greedy, always hoping that Remington would fall for her, but even without Evelina,


    their rtionship was doomed.