Chapter187


    Heneverusedtowearitbefore,butnowthattheirmarriagehashitrockbottom,hewassuddenlyaboutthatweddingband,clingingtoitlikealifeline.


    ThinkingaboutRemingtonshackingupinthemaritalhomeatOakridgeHeightsduringthistimemadeLizetta’sheartskipabeat,likesomeonehadchuckedastone intoacalmpondoutofnowhere.Content protected by N?v/el(D)rama.Org.


    Butthen,Remingtonabruptlypulledhishandaway,givingherafrostylook,andsaid,“Don’toverthinkit;Ijustforgottotakeitoff.”


    Lizetta’sheart,alreadyamessofemotions,frozeoverwiththosewords.Sheforcedasmile,stiffandawkward,andsaid,“Letmehelpyoutakeitoffthen.”


    AsshereachedforRemington’shandagain,hefrowned,“I’mdrivinghere;stopdistractingme.”


    Lizettastaredathissternprofile,herminddriftingbacktothefirsttimeRemingtonhadputon theweddingring.


    Bythen,they’dbeenlegallymarriedrovertmonths.He’djustreturnedfromabroad,andthatevening,hewasinhisstudy.She’dburstin, giddywithexcitement,holdingtheringbox.


    “Remi,guesswhatI’vegot?”Shestoodthere,ringboxinhandbehindherback.


    Remington,eyesgluedtohisdocuments,repliedwithanindifferenttone,“Idon’tknow.”


    Shewalkeduptohim,“Comeon,takeaguess.”


    Hefrowned,“Lizetta,I’mbusy;getout.”


    “Ok”shefeltastingbutrefusedtobackdown.Instead,shekneltbesidehimononeknee,Itupwithaforcedsmile,unabletocontain herselffromrevealingthesecretsheheldbehindherback.


    “DummyRemi,it’sourweddingrings!Letmeputitonyou;seeifitfits,okay?”


    Sheopenedthevelvetboxandreachedforhishandwiththering.Butheabruptlyliftedhishand,hisvoicegrave,“I’mabouttostartavideoconference; leavenow.”


    Feelingbothhurtandembarrassed,shestilldidn’tgiveup.Clingingtohisleg,stubbornandwilful,sheinsisted,“Putiton,andI’llleave.If not,I’mstickingaroundallnight,andyouwon’tbeabletodoyourvideoconference!”


    Hemusthavebeenfedupwithhernagging,sohelethersliptheringontohisfinger.Shewasthrilled,pecked himquicklyonthecheek,andskippedoutofthestudy.


    Thatnight,shyinbed,staringattheringonherfingerandgrinninglikeafool.Sheevenhadabeautifuldreamabouttheirwedding, wheretheyexchangedringsandtooktheirvowssolemnly.


    Butcamemorning,shefoundthathe’dtakentheringoffagain,andfromthenon,he’donlywearitwhentheywenttovisitFionaatthe familyhouse.


    Backthen,herheartwasazewithpassion,andshewasbold.EvenifRemingtonobjected,she’dshamelesslypesterhim untilheworethatweddingring.


    Butnow, herhearthadcooled,andevenaskinghimwhyhestillworeittookgatheringhalfaday’scourage.Shedidn’tevenwanttoseehimwith thatringanymore,itwasaneyesore.


    LizettastubbornlyfixedhergazeonRemington,saying,“It’llbequick.IpromiseIwon’tdisturbyourdriving.Besides,Iforcedthatringon youinthepast,soit’sonlyrightI’mtheotakeitoffnow,tobringthingsfullcircle.”


    Rightoncue,the trafficlightturnedred.Remingtonstoppedthecar,andLizettacrackedasmile,“Seemslikefateagrees.”


    Shereachedforhishand,buthedodgedhergrasp.Lizettawastakenaback,staringathiminconfusion.


    Remingtonlookedbackather,“Youreallydon’twantmewearing itthatmuch?”


    Shenoddedslightly,andadarklookshedinRemington’sdeepeyes.Hescoffed,“Fine.”


    Heslippedtheringoffhimselfbut,inthenextinstant,rolleddownthewindow,turned,andflungtheringoutwithforce.


    “Remington!”


    Lizettasawhisaction,herheart jolted,andshealmostinstinctivelyreachedoutofthecarwindowonhisside,asiftryingtocatchsomething.


    Remingtonturnedback,grabbed Lizetta’swrist,andyankedhercloser,bridgingthegapbetweenthem


    Headherdown,upcloseandpersonal,“Yousaiditwasabother,Itossedit,sowhythefuss?”