NovelAppChapter 106 “Still watching, it's not shy, just thrilled to bits.” Lizetta's face was heating up non-stop, her eyelashes fluttering like crazy. Like a little brush, they tickled Remington's palm. As if she was plucking the strings of his nerves, sparking an electric current; it was killing him.
No one spoke, just the sound of their ragged breaths, one deep, one shallow, all tangled 1. up.
“You good now?" After a moment, Lizetta knitted her brows and spoke up.
Remington didn't say a word, and just gazed deeply at the woman in front of him, her face so small, hidden behind a pair of big eyes, revealing only her delicate jawline and red lips.
She looked so well-behaved and soft; he didn’t want to let go. If he did, she'd turn back into that rebellious teenager who just knew how to get under his skin, like her adolescence got extended or something.
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“No,” he answered.
Lizetta rolled her eyes, wishing she hadn't flirted back earlier knowing he was such a beast.
Thinking back to what happened just now, she spoke up again, “It was Evelina who cby earlier.” “So what if it was her?” Remington replied, nonchalant.
Lizetta couldn't help but laugh at his casual tone. What did he mean “so what if it was her?” “You know it's her, and you're still not lettinggo! Aren't you afraid she'll get mad as hell, claw your face off?” Lizetta teased, prompting Remington to finally release his big palm from her eyes, their gazes meeting as he raised an eyebrow.
“Heh, aren't you the one looking for excitement? The only one who could scratch my face. is you. She's more sensible than you.” Lizetta almost choked on her breath and raised her hand to really scratch his face. Her wrist got caught by him, and he looked into her angry eyes, finding this lively little face somehow cuter than when it was all icy.
Lizetta struggled hard, and Remington frowned, “You're gonna rip my wound open again.” Only then did Lizetta realize he was using his injured hand to hold her, she paused for a moment, and then struggled even harder, “Good, let it rip open so your darling can fuss. over you and change the dressing again!” 13-10 Remington smirked, eyebrow cocked, “Darling? You sure know how to flatter yourself.” Lizetta frowned, annoyed, “I'm talking about Evelina!” Remington's handsface darkened, “Cut the crap, when did | ever let her change the dressing for me?” Lizetta was taken aback, “Didn't you go to her place last night?" Twent to the company!” Remington released her hand and tapped on Lizetta's head, as if to chide her for her blockhead thinking and her wild imagination.
Lizetta pressed her lips, her chest heaving slightly. Remington didn’t go to Evelina’s place, but what was up with Evelina’s Facebook then? Playing such a drama, posting it intentionally for her to see? But if Remington didn’t give Evelina the chance, how could she have misunderstood? Regardless, Remington left her last night when she was injured and needed him. He was always like this, and now he was back pestering her for no good reason.
Thinking this, Lizetta pushed Remington away and walked off. Remington straightened his suit and followed, taking her hand, “Lettake you back.” “Don't bother!” Lizetta shook off his hand, but Remington wrapped his arm around her waist.
As the two of them struggled, Evelina leaned against the wall in the restroom, her pale face streaming with tears.
Shirley patted her sympathetically, frustratedly saying, “Eve, why hide? Remi clearly likes you .Lizetta was just flirting with Remi because she knew we were behind. You should've stormed up there, pulled her off, and slapped her hard!” Shirley was so shocked seeing that scene, and nearly rushed out, only to be dragged back into the restroom by Evelina covering her mouth.
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“Shirley, stop it. No matter how much Remi likes me, it's no use. His wife is the official one ,and it's normal for them to be like that. How can | interfere? | don't have the right.” As she spoke, her face was a picture of despair. This wasn’t an act; she was genuinely heartbroken.
She hadn't expected Remington, so aloof, to show such passion. She was so jealous, wishing she could replace Lizetta and be the one he held and kissed.
One day she would! She wiped away her tears, took Shirley's hand, and said earnestly.
“Shirley, | can't be happy anymore, but you must hold on to your happiness. Don't you like Hogan? Keep a close eye on him. The way Hogan looks at Lizetta isn't normal.
Back then, he and she almost.” She abruptly stopped, and Shirley, impatient, asked, “What almost happened between Hogan and Lizetta back then?”
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