Ynda froze for a second before Ste pushed the tube of burn cream closer, offering it with a smile,


    “Better get this on her quick, before blisters start forming.”


    Gratefully receiving it, Ynda beamed, “Thank you so much! What a coincidence you have burn


    cream on you.”


    Ste nodded, “I identally burned myself a few days back, and this cream really works.”


    She even pulled off her glove to show a small burn mark on her wrist.


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    “Thank you, I really appreciate it,” Ynda hurriedly expressed her gratitude.


    “It’s fate as much as coincidence; don’t mention it,” Ste nodded to both her and Lizetta before turning


    to


    leave.


    “Hey, I haven’t given this back to you,” Ynda, turning around with the tube in hand, was surprised.


    “Just use it up. Apply a thickyer; it works better that way. My burn’s already healed, so no need to


    return


    it.”


    “Wait, let us pay you for it.”


    Ste just waved her hand dismissively and walked away.


    As Ynda applied the cream on Lizetta’s hand, she sighed, “Lucky for us, we ran into such a kind–


    hearted beauty. Otherwise, your hand would’ve blistered and scarred, and I’d have to dunk Evelina’s


    head into the same soup!”


    This wasn’t over; she was going to settle scores with Evelinater!


    Ynda’s remark was met with silence from Lizetta, which was unusual. Looking up, she asked, “Does


    it


    hurt too much?”


    Lizetta just shook her head with a smile, saying, “That was Ste.”


    “Huh? Who? Thedy who just gave us the cream?”


    Ynda paused, and then, realizing, raised her hand applying the cream in shock.


    “Shoot! Why didn’t you say so sooner? Hope the cream’s not tampered with. Wash it off, quick!”


    Facing what seemed like a crisis, Lizetta actuallyughed and tapped her nose, “It’s been just a minute


    or two since the burn. She couldn’t have foreseen this and prepared poisoned cream. Don’t worry. It’s


    probably just a coincidence.”


    Thinking it over, Ynda continued applying the cream on Lizetta’s hand, her thoughts swirling with


    complexity.


    That Ste, she seemed alright. Certainly not the same breed as Evelina, but thinking of Ste’s


    connection with Remington, Ynda felt distinctly ufortable.


    Lizetta’s jacket was ruined and no longer wearable. Ynda had spare clothes in her car, so after


    leaving the restroom, she went to the parking lot to fetch them for Lizetta.


    On her way back to their private room, Lizetta stopped dead in her tracks.


    Ahead, Ste was pushing Barbara’s wheelchair, with Martin standing by their side. The three of them


    were


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    Following their gaze, Lizetta saw a tall figure approaching them rapidly.


    Remington, dressed in a light blue suit with a dark blue checked tie, approached the West family with a


    gentle smile, exuding warmth and confidence.


    Frozen, Lizetta watched, struck by a sight she had never seen before.


    Remington, who always donned dark, sober colors, now wore a fresh, light shade she had once wished


    to see on him.


    Believing he would look younger and more vibrant, she had bought him a simr light blue suit. But


    Remington had frowned upon seeing it, the suit gathering dust in his wardrobe, never worn.


    Seeing him now, in that color, he looked stunningly handsome. It wasn’t that he couldn’t wear such


    clothes. He just didn’t want to wear them for her.


    Meeting his childhood sweetheart, he had taken the effort to dress youthful and vibrant.


    Perhaps her gaze too intense, Remington suddenly looked her way. Lizetta’s heart skipped a beat, and


    she quickly hid.


    Leaning against the wall, she realized she was feeble; lifting her hand, she found cold tears on her


    cheeks. Crying seemed natural. After all, this was the man she had loved deeply for at least a decade.


    No one can simply stop loving onmand, decisively and abruptly.