Lizetta carefully lifted Rem''s arm from around her waist and turned over.


    She had stayed up waiting for him toe homest night, leaving the curtains open so she could see


    the driveway light up the moment he arrived. But at some point, she had drifted off to sleep.


    Now the bedroom was filled with the bright light of morning, and Lizettay there in the warm winter


    sun, quietly watching the man beside her.


    His face was strikingly handsome; every feature of him perfectly aligned with her ideal of beauty.


    Or perhaps, her idea of beauty had been shaped by him.


    Before she even knew what handsome meant, she had regarded Rem as the most handsome man in


    the world.


    That''s why, no matter how many years had passed, every time she saw his face, her heart still skipped


    a beat.


    He must have stayed at the hospital all of yesterday, because even in his sleep, there was a hint of


    weariness on his brow.


    Without thinking, Lizetta reached out and gently smoothed his furrowed brow.


    Her touch was light, but Rem suddenly opened his eyes.


    Those deep eyes of his, sharp and clear even just after waking, looked into hers like whirlpools.


    Lizetta felt her heart jump, and she curled her fingers back.


    "Did I wake you?"


    Rem caught her retreating hand, squeezed her fingertips gently, and brought them to his lips for a soft


    kiss.


    Then, with a voice husky from sleep, he greeted her.


    "Good morning, honey."


    Lizetta hadn''t expected him to call her "honey" so casually. Despite being married for so long, this was


    the first time he had greeted her like that in the morning, in bed. With her heartbeat quickening, and her


    cheeks warming, she felt a bit shy.


    "When did you get backst night? Is Barbara okay now?"


    Lizetta changed the subject, feeling concerned.


    Seeing Rem in a rtively good mood, she thought Barbara must be doing well.


    Rem pulled Lizetta closer into his embrace, and nodded slightly.


    "The surgery went well, but she''s still in ICU for observation."


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    Feeling relieved, Lizetta smiled and let out a sigh of relief.


    "That''s good to hear. Look at you, your eyes are all red. Go back to sleep for a bit."


    If Barbara hadn''t made it through, Rem would have been devastated. Lizetta didn''t want anyone to


    suffer, not even someone they barely knew.


    She urged him to get some more rest, but when he kept looking at her, she covered his eyes with her


    hand.


    Rem smiled softly, pulling her hand away to look at her again before suddenly asking, "Did you hear


    everything yesterday?"


    Lizetta was surprised that he brought it up.


    She thought he might pretend the incident hadn''t happened, as it wasn''t exactly a happy topic.


    Her eyshes fluttered. "Yeah, I saw you left your phone in the car. I was worried you''d miss an


    important call, so I brought it up to you and just happened to hear." "Are you upset?" Rem asked again.


    Lizetta shook her head. "No, if I were upset, I wouldn''t havee back. I understand the situation; I


    know you had no choice."


    And she wouldn''t have kept thinking about him, waiting for him.


    Rem''s gaze narrowed, fixating on her.


    "So why were you in such a hurry to hang up yesterday? Don''t tell me you were just rushing to get in


    the car; I don''t buy it."


    Feeling cornered by his questioning, Lizetta felt helpless. She hugged Rem tighter, burying her face in


    his chest; her voice was muffled as she spoke.


    "Logically, I understand. But emotionally, what woman wouldn''t feel ufortable hearing her husband


    agree to marry another woman? Don''t I have the right to be upset?"