Stepping out of his study, Remington made his way to the bedroom just as Ynda wasing out from the room.


    He had been hoping against hope that Ynda would manage to wake Lizetta from her deep slumber. He looked at her, questioning with his gaze. Ynda''s eyes were swollen from crying, and upon seeing Remington, her look could freeze hell over,cking even the energy to curse him.


    She shot Remington a re that could cut ss and walked past him without another word.


    Cassius, following behind, shook his head at Remington, advising, "Remi, she did everything she could, cried her voice hoarse, and Liz didn''t budge. I think it''s on you now, buddy. Give it another shot." Ynda, a few steps away, stopped and turned back at Cassius''s words, her gaze fixed on Remington.


    "Give me a break, don''t put him on a pedestal. Liz is like this because of him! Anyone could wake Liz up, but he''s thest person who could! If Liz heard his voice, she''d probably want to reincarnate on the spot! Tsk, tsk, tsk!"


    Realizing her words were inauspicious, Ynda looked regretful.


    She was truly muddled by Remington''s actions, hitting her mouth lightly in frustration before turning to hurry downstairs.


    She decided to wait for Mrs. Bernice Madden, thest beacon of hope.


    Cassius, pointing at Ynda''s retreating figure, said, "She''s out of her wits, Remi. Don''t take it to heart."


    Without a word, Remington entered the room, closing the door behind him.


    Approaching the bed, the dim light cast a soft glow on Lizetta''s face, lying motionless, seemingly frailer than before.


    Where other women gained weight after childbirth, she had be visibly thinner in just a few days.


    Remington reached out to hold her hand but hesitated, recalling the therapist''s advice. He stood there, speaking in a choked voice.


    "Liz, I don''t know if you can hear me, but if you can, please wake up. Because I truly realize my mistake now.


    If you wake up, I won''t hold you back. You once said exes should be like the dead to each other, and I failed to be a good husband. At least give me a chance to be a decent ex?"


    It was challenging for Remington to articte each word.


    He finished speaking, hoping against hope to see her open her eyes and respond with a "yes."


    But Lizetta remained still, her eyshes casting shadows on her cheeks.


    Just then, voices and footsteps echoed from outside.


    Mrs. Bernice Madden had arrived. Remington took onest look at Lizetta and stepped out of the room.


    Opening the door, he saw Ynda


    supporting Mrs. Bernice Madd


    with Jerome trailing behind,


    With


    Fiona as they approached.


    "Mrs. Bernice Madden, I appreciate youring."


    Remington stepped aside, nodding respectfully to Mrs. Bernice Madden.


    She didn''t spare him a nce, only letting out a heavy "hmm" as she passed by.


    The group entered the room together, and Remington didn''t follow.


    He walked to the staircase, lighting a cigarette, his forehead creased with worry. The cigarette became damp with nervous sweat before he could take a few puffs. Content ? N?velDrama.Org 2024.


    He was anxious that even the Maddens couldn''t wake Lizetta, torn between hope for her awakening and jealousy if she did. Before he could dwell further, a burst of exmations came from the bedroom.


    Remington''s hand trembled, turning to look in urgency.


    Cassius burst out of the room, "Remi, it''s a miracle, Lizetta''s awake! She''s really awake, man, you''ve got to see this."


    The cigarette in Remington''s hand


    Scrushed in his palm, the


    na stark reminder the


    this


    wasn''t a dream.


    She was truly awake. Was it Jerome''s voice that did it?