Lizetta still remembered the sheer panic that gripped her when she saw that Facebook post.
She was in the university cafeteria at the time, just picked up her tray of food.
Her hand trembled, and the stainless steel tray crashed to the floor, creating a mess, and she even got
a nasty burn on her leg. Everyone was staring at her
But she couldn’t care less about those strange looks or the pain. She just squatted there, clutching her
phone and crying so hard she couldn’t catch her breath
Until his birthday, she refused to believe it, didn’t want to believe it.
She tried calling him but could never get through.
Clutching onto a sliver of hope, she still bought a ne ticket on the sly, with the gift she had prepared
early, and flew abroad.
Only to see Evelina running towards Remington with a bouquet of roses, and Remington smiling as he
epted those roses, before they walked away together.
Later, the news that Evelina was fervently pursuing Remington and that they were together indeed
traveled back to Zion City from abroad.
But now, Remington was tly denying it.
“When I was abroad, I barely had enough time to sleep, let alone date.”
Remington chuckled disdainfully and added, “An ex–girlfriend? That’s a species I won’t be having in
this lifetime. Though, I almost ended up with an ex–wife.”
Lizetta was in no mood for jokes, she grabbed the front of Remington’s shirt in frustration.
“Liar, on your twenty–second birthday, you clearly epted Evelina’s roses. She even held your hand
and went to have a candlelit dinner with you!”
She saw it with her own eyes. How could it be wrong?
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Remington furrowed his brows, not recalling the event Lizetta mentioned but ended upughing in
exasperation.
“Hey, Lizetta, I’m not that desperate!”
“What do you mean?”
“When I was twenty–two, Evelina was only sixteen. Even if I wanted to date, I wouldn’t be a pervert
going after a minor!”
Remington was visibly angry, flicking Lizetta’s forehead in frustration.
Lizetta, covering her forehead, had an indescribable expression on her face.
It looked like she wanted tough, but also cry, feeling both indignant and wronged.
“But you did ept her roses, and let her hold your hand into the restaurant for a candlelit dinner on
such an important day like your birthday.”
Remington frowned, thinking hard, and then vaguely remebered the incident. He exined, somewhat
helplessly.
“That day, it was supposed to be Kevin and ra meeting up to discuss something. The roses were
actually bought by Evelina for her mom. She cut her hand, and I was just helping her carry them. The
flight was dyed, and I had other matters, so we didn’t even finish. the meal. As for her holding my
hand, I can’t remember now.”
After saying this, he squinted slightly.
“How did you know all this? It’s as if you saw it with your own eyes.”
Lizetta didn’t know what to say.
Now, remembering how she just saw all that and wandered the foreign streets, crying like a mess, she
felt like aplete fool, tricked by Evelina.
She didn’t want to tell Remington how heartbroken and concerned she was at the time.
Now that Remington was being so cooperative, she was more curious about what was really going on
with Evelina’s pregnancy
“Evelina was the one spreading it everywhere, of course, I knew. Since she’s not your ex–girlfriend,
then you have no reason to care about the child she’s carrying.”
Bringing the conversation back,
. Remington pressed his lips together.
“I care about that child because of who the father is, not because of Evelina.”
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Lizetto’s breath hitched, she stared at him, urging. Then you need to exin it to me clearly. If it’s Just
any child, I can treat therm normally, but I despise Evelina, as you’ve seen. Evelina won’t just settle
down quietly, it’s like fate, she and I are destined to sh”