Lizetta was steadied by Ynda’s hand, her expression serene atst.


    She had made up her mind to join the dance troupe, and she had to clear the air with Remington, she


    couldn’t let him hassle the entire troupe over this.


    Trying to keep her voice calm, she said, “I know my own body. Before I got pregnant, I was dancing for


    over ten hours a day. I’m in great shape.


    Even after getting pregnant, I kept working and dancing in the water. Look, I got through the early


    stages just fine, and now I’m in the second trimester, everything’s even more stable. There’s no way


    there’ll be a problem.


    I’m Joy’s mom. No one loves Joy more than I do. I know my limits.”


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    Remington looked at her determined face, yet his eyes betrayed his restlessness; he was unable to


    find peace.


    Hesterly, “No way! After the baby is bom, do what you want. But now you’reing back with me!”


    He reached out for her, but Lizetta was not to be swayed, her patience wearing thin. She retorted


    coldly, “Remington, you have no right to control mel Joining the dance troupe is my choice, my


    freedom. You can’t interfere!”


    *Tm your husband, the father of the child you’re carrying. I have every right to interfere!” Remington


    said, his voice deepening as he stared at her defiant face.


    Lizetta chuckled bitterly, looking back at him with a wry smile, “Why even bother?”


    Ste was back in town, and it was clear he’d rather spend every moment with her. Why cling to her


    now?


    “Cut the nonsense. Come home with me, don’t make mee and get you.”


    Lizetta shook her head, “Don’t forget; we’ve already signed the divorce papers. You have no say over


    me anymore.”


    Remington was taken aback, his face turning sour in an instant.


    “You’re backing out?”


    “Yes, I regret it, and if I had known that you’d go to such lengths, even getting hurt as part of your


    scheme, I wouldn’t have given you a second chancel Remington, was deceiving me that amusing?”


    He’d rather get himself injured than quit ying battered–body trick to fool her.


    He hadn’t expected her to know that his injury was a deliberate act on his part. No wonder she had


    be so defensive.


    Remington frowned, stepping forward to exin. “The injury was indeed a ploy. You were set on


    leaving the country, and I just wanted to tug at your heartstrings to make you stay.”


    Hearing him admit it only spread a dull ache across her heart. Standing in front of the ICU, thinking he


    might die, crying her eyes out she felt like a fool.


    Did Remington take pleasure in ying her for a fool? Her sincerity meant so little to him, just


    something to be tossed around and exploited.


    “Enough!” Lizetta raised her voice, cutting him off, and then turned to Ynda.


    “Yoll, could I use your lipstick?”


    “Huh? Oh, sure.”


    Ynda, slightly stunned, quickly dug out her lipstick and handed it to Lizetta, who twisted the lipstick


    open and approached Remington.


    Their earlier scuffle had left his suit jacket open, revealing his white shirt underneath. Grabbing his


    jacket, Lizetta pressed the lipstick against his shirt, inscribing few words with force.


    You’re Fired


    She finished quickly, stepped back, and looked at Remington with a coldugh, saying. “What you said


    earlier was incorrect. You forgot, you were on probation as a husband, and I’ve never seen an inter


    perform worse than you! You’re fired now, and the divorce is happening


    With that, Lizetta turned, taking Ynda by the hand, “Yoli, let’s go