Remington’s face turned even more grim.
Not scared of him, Lizetta stood her ground, “Beat it! Evelina has to drink this bottle of water today, no
ifs, ands, or buts!”
There was no way Remington would let anything happen to the baby inside Evelina.
Standing still, his figure was solid as a rock, but his gaze was fixed on the bottle of water in Lizetta’s
hand.
“What’s in it?”
Lizetta chuckled, and tiptoed closer to whisper in the man’s car, “Rx, it won’t kill her, and definitely
won’t harm the little treasure she’s carrying!”
Her voice was soft yet chillingly cold. As she leaned in, a wave of the familiar, crisp scent of gardenias
brushed past Remington’s ear.
Remington’s thoughts swayed uncontrobly, and as the woman stepped back, he reached out again
and grabbed her wrist.
Underneath his palm, her wrist was delicate, and her skin was warm and smooth, which stirred
emotions within him and brought up inappropriate intimate images in his mind.
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Even though he had resolved to let her go, his body now craved her presence even more.
How could he have such a weak defense against her slightest provocation; Remington’s Adam’s apple
bobbed, and he lowered his head to whisper in Lizetta’s ear.
“If you want to vent, p her a few more times, but she can’t drink that sleeping potion, as it could harm
the baby.”
He was giving in.
Lizetta was somewhat surprised that he would allow her to hit Evelina.
But Lizetta wasn’t grateful; instead, she felt even colder.
This also meant that Remington was fully aware that Evelina was the one who had drugged her.
He cared so much about the baby inside Evelina, but what about her baby? Didn’t he fear it might be
affected by the drugs?
Considering what she had found out that sleeping pills could potentially affect the development of a
baby’s nervous system, Lizetta felt her heart twisted in pain, so much so that she was determined to
make Evelina suffer the same fate to calm her anger.
Lizetta yanked her hand back and stepped away, while staring coldly at Remington.
“I won’t hit her, I just want an eye for an eye! Not a bit more, not a bit less! Are you gonna move or
not?”
Remington’s handsome face was stern; he was surprised by Lizetta’s stubbornness.
She had already pped Evelina twice. He had said it was okay for her to p Evelina a few more
times to vent, but Lizetta still insisted on pushing the envelope.
Frowning, the man said, “Lizetta, why take it out on an innocent child? Enough is enough”
Fretta, watching him protect Evelina and me her, couldn’t help butugh bitterly.
Her eyes suddenly burned red, as if bleeding, and she said firmly.
“Remington, don’t force me to hate you!”
For the first time, Lizetta’s clear eyes filled with intense anger when she looked at Remington.
She stood there, poised to sever ties with him.
Her gaze was like a knife, thrusting straight into the softest part of Remington’s heart.
Remington’s expression shifted, and his face paled slightly.
After a moment of silence, feeling a strange sense of rm rise within him, he spoke again with a dry
voice. “I’ll decide. You can p her five more times.”
Evelina felt like she was carrying a golden goose, even somewhat schadenfreude.
Remington would never let anything happen to her unborn child, and with Lizettacking evidence, this
fuss would only lead to a fallout between husband and wife, embarrassing herself and making
Remington loathe her more, there was no real advantage to be gained.
Only a fool like Lizetta would act so recklessly. But Evelina’s smugness was cut short when she heard
what Remington said.
Evelina’s eyes widened in disbelief, “Remi! Why? I don’t want to be pped; I didn’t do anything! It’s
my sister who’s framing me, I refuse! This isn’t fair to me!”
She tried to reach for Remington’s sleeve, but the man turned sharply and barked with a stern voice.
“Shut up!”