But Remington was still willing to hold Evelina and protect her.


    Lizetta grabbed Fiona, pleading, “Granny, I know you love me to bits and want the best for me, but


    Remi and I have already signed the divorce papers, it’s really over. Granny, please just go with them,


    let’s head back, okay? I’m begging you.”


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    Her expression was calm, even sporting a faint smile at the corner of her lips.


    She looked as coo! as a cucumber, as if she had totally moved on, not giving two hoots about what


    Remington and Evelina would do


    next.


    Definitely not looking like a wife betrayed by her husband, totally unfazed.


    It was Remington who had asked Lizetta to get Fiona to leave, but he was worried about Fiona’s


    health.


    He also knew that at this moment, only Lizetta could get through to her.


    He didn’t expect Lizetta to persuade Fiona like this, now watching Lizetta talk so nonchntly about


    divorcing him and ending things, not caring what happens between him and Evelina.


    Remington’s face turned sour in a sh, his grip unconsciously tightening.


    Evelina felt like her kneecaps were about to be crushed by Remington, she gritted her teeth and


    endured the pain, looking up at Remington.


    Seeing the man’s clenched jaw and his attempt to appearposed, Evelina was green with envy.


    Just now, when she was lying on the ground with a bloodied face, Remington hade over to hold


    her without so much as a frown.


    Could Lizetta’s few words really have such a big impact on him?


    Where did she fall shortpared to Lizetta, that Remington and Fiona couldn’t care less about her?


    Talk about being blind!


    “Already signed the divorce?” Fiona, however, was taken aback by Lizetta’s words, visibly shocked.


    She had seen how deep the kids‘ affection for each other was.


    She thought their talk of divorce was just a squabble that they would get over, never expecting them to


    actually go through with it.


    But she truly hadn’t anticipated that they had already signed the divorce papers, that it was really


    happening!


    “Yes, Granny,” Lizetta confirmed with a nod.


    Fiona felt like the wind had been knocked out of her sails, suddenly feeling drained.


    Just then, a few more people came out of the elevator, hurrying over.


    It was Nathan and Hanna, a married couple, followed by another pair.


    A refined middle–aged man was pushing a wheelchair, his wife, clearly having some vision issues, in


    this setting still wore sunsses and was seated in the wheelchair.


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    These two were Remington’s godparents, who had just been in Joseph’s hospital room and rushed


    over after hearing the news.


    Hanna, with hurried steps, came over and anxiously started checking Evelina’s injuries, asking,


    “Evelina, the baby, hasn’t it…?”


    Evelina pursed her lips, choking back tears, and shook her head, “Luckily Remi got here in time, and I


    managed to protect my baby, the baby’s still here.”


    “Thank God, that’s such a relief!”


    Hanna sped her hands together, clearly relieved, caring about Evelina’s well–being without sparing a


    thought for Lizetta.


    Nathan frowned, his face stern as he spoke to Remington.


    “What’s with all thismotion, hurry up and take her away. Stop upsetting your grandmother, if she


    gets sick over your screw–ups, I’ll beat you senseless!”


    While he was chiding Remington, he was actually also looking out for Evelina, urging Remington to


    take her away.


    Even Remington’s godparents stepped forward to persuade Fiona.


    “Madam, grandchildren have their own luck, Remington isn’t a kid without a n, let the kids sort out


    their own issues.”


    “Yeah, your health is the most important thing, Madam. It’s not worth getting so worked up. Oh, and


    Joseph just woke up and was asking for you. Let’s go see Joseph together.”