Daisy''s situation always threw Liz off bnce, a challenge she never seemed to conquer with grace. She took a deep breath, finally lifting her gaze to Remington. "Last night, after Tim dropped me off, he mentioned you visit the cemetery every week. Who are you visiting there?" Remington was caught off guard by her question. Tim had called him after ensuring Liz was safely home, but he hadn''t mentioned letting anything slip. After a moment''s silence, Remington admitted, "It''s exactly what you''re thinking. I go there to visit our Daisy." Liz choked up instantly, herplexion turning pale as tears welled up in her eyes. "Why wouldn''t you tell me? You can''t do this..."


    She was Daisy''s mother. Yet, she hadn''t visited her baby even once, believing Daisy had been stillborn and dealt with ordingly. Upon waking up back then, Remington hadn''t mentioned visiting Daisy at all. Liz had asked about her, but Remington only urged her to rest and not dwell on it, leaving her in the dark.


    Overwhelmed, Liz''s emotions spiraled, catching Remington off guard. He stepped forward, intending to embrace her, but realized he was still holding an inconvenientlyrge teddy bear. Managing with one arm, he pulled her close, his voice deep with apology and exnation.


    "I''m sorry, I was wrong for not telling you. You were so grief-stricken then; I wanted you to move past it as quickly as possible..."


    epting the reality of Daisy, so small and lifeless, was something he struggled with himself, let alone expecting Liz to cope. He had kept the burial a secret, not wanting to expose her to further anguish. As Liz battled postpartum depression and physical health issues, he felt it wasn''t the right time to tell her.


    "What right do you have to keep this from me! I don''t even know where Daisy is... you''re making me look like a fool! Daisy... Daisy will me me too, for never visiting her!"


    Buried in Remington''s embrace, Liz gripped his shirt as her tears stained it. Remington soothed her, "She won''t me you. I''ve talked to Daisy, and she understands. If anyone''s to me, it''s me." "Take me to her, take me now!"


    "We can go tomorrow..."


    "No, I want to go now!"


    Liz pulled away from Remington, wiping her tears as she regainedposure. Remington, meeting her


    grief-stricken yet resolute gaze, found no reason to refuse her. Têxt ? N?velDrama.Org.


    "Alright, we''ll go now. But please, no more tears. I don''t want Daisy to think I''ve been making her mom cry."


    Liz felt a sudden pang of emotion, worried he might change his mind, and quickly nodded.


    "I won''t cry anymore." Only then did she realize they were still at the entrance of a restaurant.


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    Located in the bustling heart of Zion City, the restaurant attracted a lot of foot traffic, and many passersby had turned their attention toward them Embarrassed by her earlier breakdown, Liz felt awkward. Remington, sensing her difort, pushed the giant teddy bear into her arms, "Don''t worry, the bear''s got you covered."


    Liz buried her tear-streaked face in the plush fur, feeling aforting warmth as if Remington had


    managed to soothe her achivels


    heart.