Lizetta bit her lip, “I just wanted to save Yoll, I thought…


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    Thought what? That I’d go soft on you? You think you can just show up, put on a little act, and I’d be at


    your beck and call?”


    Lizetta’s unfinished words were effortlessly decoded by Remington.


    And that just made him even more despicable. He saw right through her, just toying with her, and tears


    Welled up even more in Lizetta’s tightly shut eyes.


    Remington was irritated by what he saw, his words growing sharper, “I only go soft for my sister and my


    wife. What are you now? Presenting yourself like some ything, barely started and already


    blubbering? How low can you stoop!”


    This was the girl he’d raised. Four years ago she’d been foolish enough to drug him, and now she


    hadn’t learned her lesson.


    The thought that she’d rather degrade herself than return as Mrs. Dashiell made Remington wish he


    could crush her rebellious spirit.


    Lizetta couldn’t handle the insults any longer. She opened her eyes, which were red with rage, “Yes, it


    was my fault! I’m low; I’ve learned my lesson. Oh, high and mighty Mr. Dashiell, can you let me go


    now? And stop acting like some debauchee who enjoys being seduced by my tricks!”


    A vein throbbed on Remington’s forehead, and the hand on her waist suddenly clenched into a fist.


    He got up off her and stood straight, saying, “Don’t tter yourself. I’m not that into women who throw


    themselves at me.”


    Lizetta frantically grabbed her clothes to get dressed, while her phone kept ringing on the table. She


    feared there might be new developments from the police station, so she hurriedly picked up the phone,


    and her face changed when she saw “Jenny Abott” on the caller ID.


    She had used Jenny’s identity for her prenatal checkup, and left Jenny’s name. She had taken sleeping


    pills today, worried and restless; she had asked Jenny to consult the doctor. Lizetta hadn’t expected


    Jenny to call back now.


    Lizetta quickly hung up.


    “Why aren’t you picking up?” Just as she let out a sigh of relief, Remington’s probing voice came from


    above her head.


    Lizetta’s heart skipped a beat, and the clothes she was holding dropped to the floor.


    Remington wasn’t one to pry, but his question clearly showed suspicion. Lizetta pushed down her guilt


    and red at Remington, her eyes red, “Do I look like I’m in any state to answer the phone right now?”


    Her voice trembled slightly, but Remington’s scrutinizing gaze didn’t waver as he asked again.


    “Jenny, is she the one you went with for the prenatal checkup? Why is she contacting you?”


    Lizetta picked up her clothes again and casually replied, “Don’t know.”


    She didn’t bother making up a bunch of excuses, which seemed to dispel Remington’s doubts as he


    turned and walked towards the stairs..


    Only when his figure vanished into the living room did Lizetta copse onto the couch. Exhausted,


    thinking. of Ynda still at the police station and her fruitless visit, she cursed Remington fiercely in her


    head,


    10:47


    Dressed and head down, she left the vi, scrolling through her phone contacts, considering asking


    Lucian for help.


    A car stopped in front of her, and the driver, Christ, lowered the window, “Mrs. Dashiell, Mr. Dashiell


    asked me to take you to the police station.”


    To the police station? That meant he was sending her to get Ynda.


    Lizetta stood there stunned, and only at Christ’s urging did she hurry forward and open the car door.


    As she bent to get in, she paused, turning to look toward the direction of the second–floor bedroom.


    At the window, there seemed to be a tall figure turning away, and for some reason, Lizetta’s nose


    tingled with an inexplicable sourness. In the end, he had gone soft on her.


    On the car ride, Lizetta replied to Jenny, who promptly responded.


    [Dr. Isaac says considering the time you’ve been asleep, the dosage of the asional sleeping pill you


    took. shouldn’t berge, and it’s unlikely to have a significant impact on the fetus. He advises you to


    rx and proceed with regr prenatal checkups, and if you feel unwell, seek medical attention


    immediately.]


    Lizetta thanked her and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Holding her phone, she thought for a moment


    and finally sent a message to Remington.


    [Thanks.]