Fiona was gently stroking Lizetta’s hand, the affection was palpable.


    She had to agreed.


    How could she not? The scene in the hospital today made it crystal clear to Fiona.


    Maybe letting this kid go was the real kindness.


    She just hoped her grandson, who was too high and mighty to ever bow down, didn’t end up regretting


    this!


    “Let’s hit the road, kiddo. I have always believed you didn’t do it, you’re not the kind of person to do


    such things. I know what you’re yearning for, to make things right for you, to have Remington tie the


    knot with you. You two grew up together, tight as can be. Surely, you’ll have each other’s backs for life.


    Remington might be a bit cold, but you’re a tender and meticulous kid. With you by his side, I can rest


    easy. Who would have thought…


    Ah, I don’t know anymore if the decision back then was the right one.”


    Listening, Lizetta’s eyes were brimming with a bitter sweetness, her heart twisted in knots.


    Her and Remington, was it a forced bad fate that ended up bearing bitter fruit?


    But she never regretted it, because to her, a bad fate was still fate, and the bitter fruit was still fruit.


    Only after tasting it herself did she know the vor, enough to savor it for a lifetime.


    Besides, it wasn’t like she walked away empty–handed; he gave her a baby.


    It was just too bad that Fiona has been longing to cuddle a great–grandson, and now she couldn’t even


    break the news to her


    Feeling guilty, Lizetta said, “Grandma, please don’t talk like that. I’ve always been grateful to you, thank


    you.”


    “Alright, you’ve put up with a lot these past few years. I’m getting old, can’t protect you anymore. Fly


    away, fly high, I believe you will find


    your own sky and ocean. And if you get tired, remember, no matter when, this will always be your


    home, and I will always wee you


    back, got it?”


    Fiona was caressing Lizetta’s hair, and Lizetta was fighting back tears, but they still dampened Fiona’s


    sweater, drop by drop.


    Lizetta nodded vigorously, recalling how she came to Fiona’s side when she was eight and how Fiona


    gave her a home.


    How Fiona protected and loved her, treating her like her own granddaughter.


    And now that Fiona was getting on in years, it was time for her to be filial, but instead, she had worried


    Fiona sick, and leaving the


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    country meant she couldn’t be the apple of her eye, leaving Fiona with more worries, making Lizetta’s


    heart heavy with guilt.


    “You’ve got to follow the doctor’s orders, no more hiding your meds, and no sneaking snacks at


    midnight. Follow the doctor’s advice,


    okay?”


    “Alright, alright.”


    “Take good care of yourself. You’ve got to live a long life and see me make it to the biggest


    international stages.”


    “Of course, I’m going to be the grandma of world–ss dancer Lizetta, the envy of grandmas


    worldwide.”


    “Shall we pinky promise?”


    Lizetta made a pinky promise with Fiona.


    Remington, having applied burn ointment after his shower and changed clothes, caught a glimpse of


    this scene through the crack in


    the door.


    Not wanting to intrude, he closed the door carefully and headed downstairs.


    Cedric was already waiting and approached as he saw him, “Boss, Ms. Hawthorne is kicking up a fuss


    wanting to see you.”


    Evelina was wheeled out of the operating room half an hour after her amniocentesis, a procedure that


    didn’t require anesthesia. Seeing nobody waiting for her, she started causing a scene.


    Remington nodded, “Let’s roll.”


    Cedric nced in the rearview mirror and, sure enough, spotted an inconspicuous ck car trailing


    behind them.


    Frowning. Cedric said, “Mr. Dashiell, maybe we should have Ray beef up the security. That woman has


    been tailing us for days. She’s out


    for revenge, and I’m worried.”