Jerome hesitated for a moment before deciding to disconnect the call


    After all, picking up someone else’s call without a second thought wasn’t exactly polite–it was best not


    to stir up anymore misunderstandings


    On the other end of the line, Remington stared at the disconnected call, a crease forming between his


    brows.


    He was standing at the end of the hospitalidor, in front of a window that offered a clear view of the


    emergency department


    entrance


    Just moments ago, he thought he saw a familiar figure being cared into the emergency room by


    another man


    Why wasn’t she answering her phone?


    As Remington was about to call again, a woman’s voicee from behind him.


    “Remington, my mom’s awake. She asked me toe and get you”


    Hearing this, Remington turned around, nodded at the woman, and pocketed his phone.


    He then made his way toward the ward,


    Lizetta was supposed to be at the family mansion, how could she be the one rushed to the emergency


    room?


    Ignonng his call must be her way of showing she was upset he missed their lunch date.


    Just like when they were kids, she hardly ever lost her temper with anyone


    But she always managed to throw a little fit at him from time to time, yet she was so easy to appease


    With these thoughts, a soft smile spread across Remington’s face.


    He pushed open the ward door, and the smile gradually faded away.


    In the ER, Lizettay on the hospital bed, her face pale, though she looked calm, albeit incredibly


    weak.


    “The expectant mother experienced acute abdominal pain due to extreme emotional distress and


    panic, leading to an autonomic dysfunction that caused gastrointestinal spasms. It’s nothing serious,”


    the doctor exined.


    Lizetta forced a bitter smile with her pale lips.


    Fords


    No matter how much she tried to convince herself not to believe Evelina’s one–sided story, the fear and


    hurt Evelina’s words had caused were physically manifesting, something she couldn’t simply ignore.


    To think that loving someone deeply could affect her to this extent.


    But the taste of this love had be too bitter, she no longer wished to be swayed by his every mood.


    “As she’s pregnant, it’s best to avoid medication. Come here, I’ll show you how to alleviate her pain,”


    the doctor instructed Hamilton.


    Hamilton eagerly stepped forward. “Where should I press?”


    As the doctor exined, Hamilton paid close attention, nodding along


    The doctorplimented him, “You really care for your wife, don’t you? Try not to upset her too much.


    Pregnant women are naturally sensitive; another episode like this could lead to seriousplications”


    Just as Lizetta was about to rify, Hamilton extended his hand in a promise.


    “I wouldn’t dare. Thank you so much.”


    He then winked at Lizetta, who decided not to offer any further exnation.


    “All night, help her to the temporary ward to rest. She can leave once she’s feeling better” the doctor


    said before leaving.


    Lizetta managed to sit up with some effort.


    “Hamilton, thank you for today. I’m feeling much better.”


    Hamilton sat down next to Lizetta and took her hand, massaging the pressure points as the doctor had


    shown him.


    “Girl, what happened to you? Next time, please don’t just run into the street carelessly; it’s too


    dangerous.”


    Lizetta nodded with a smile, gently withdrawing her hand.


    1 can do it myself. The man who came with you to the hospital, your brother, please thank him for me


    too!


    She obviously didn’t want to delve into her own issues, so Hamilton, hesitating, decided not to pry


    further


    “He’s my cousin. He’s waiting outside. Let me help you; you see, you don’t have the strength.”


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    As Lizetta attempted to press on the pressure points herself, her fingers felt weak and ineffectual.


    Hamilton took her hand again, resuming the massage.


    Lizetta couldn’t help but watch his hands, Hamilton’s hands were handsome–long fingers, a sense of


    bone nails showing a healthy pink hue.


    neatly trimmed


    Yet, her thoughts drifted to another pair of hands, equally handsome, each fingernail adomed with a


    beautiful half–moon.


    Just as slender, but Hamilton’s hands still carried a youthful leanness,cking the broad, powerful palm


    of a man, which could offer a sense of security making her want to be held and embraced..


    But when she needed it the most, those hands were never there to hold hers.


    At that moment, Lizetta’s eyes grew moist, nearly letting the tears fall again.


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