Classic Novel
Chapter 647
The psychologist said that what Lizetta needed was to feel hope and a sense of belonging again, to awaken her spirit.Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.
So, was Jerome the one who could give her that hope and sense of belonging now?
The thought dimmed the light in Remington's handsome features, previously brightened by Lizetta's moments of consciousness, bit by bit. He seemed to turn into a statue of silence.
"Remi? Aren't you going to check on her?" Cassius, noticing Remington's stillness, asked in surprise.
Remington's throat moved with difficulty, and he spoke in a hoarse voice, "What did the Maddens tell her?"
He wanted to know what had awakened her.
Cassius frowned slightly, confused, "They didn't say anything special, you know. Mrs. Bernice Madden didn't even recognize people, got the names all wrong. She just cried, holding Lizetta's hand, asking her if she really had the heart to leave her family behind, saying she should wake up and come home with her."
"And Jerome?"
Cassius then realized what Remington was getting at. It seemed that with Lizetta's awakening, Remington's jealousy had awakened as well.
"Jerome didn't say anything special either. He mentioned that his aunt loved to dance too, but because she was the sole heir to the Maddens, she never pursued a career in dance. However, she collected many beautiful dance costumes and shoes, and he asked Lizetta if she wanted to see them. Then, Lizetta woke up..."
As Cassius spoke, Remington's expression turned increasingly cold, and Cassius noticed fragments falling from between Remington's fingers to the ground. It seemed Remington wanted to crush not the half- smoked cigarette in his hand, but Jerome's bones.
Cassius chuckled nervously, "Remi, I
don't think it was necessarily the Maddens who woke Lizetta. It might've been a coincidence. She was due to wake up anyway. But, Remi, you really should go to her now. Don't let Lizetta think you've been ignoring her these past days, leaving Jerome by her side... Hey? Remi, where are you going?"
But before Cassius could finish, Remington had already turned away, not towards Lizetta's bedroom. Watching his retreating back, Cassius frowned.
No way, at such a crucial time, was Remi really leaving the field to his rival? Was he actually prepared to give up on Lizetta, resigning himself to being the lesser man?
Cassius turned towards the
bedroom, only to see Yolanda, supporting Fiona, coming out. At a glance, he saw Lizetta, wrapped in a thick cashmere blanket and wearing a hat eradled in Jerome's arms, with Mrs. Bernice Madden following by her side, holding Lizetta's hand, walking out.
Cassius's face changed, "What's going on?"
Yolanda, her eyes swollen from crying, glared at him. "Of course, we're taking Liz home. Get out of the way and stop bothering us!"
As she spoke, she tried to push past Cassius, who stood his ground, looking towards Fiona.
"Fiona, you agreed to this? Remi doesn't know yet... Mmh!"
Before he could finish, Yolanda, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, jumped up and clamped her hand over his mouth. "Liz has just woken up; you better not mention that man in front of her again!"
She pushed Cassius aside, and though he wanted to resist, Fiona said, "Let it be, Cass."
Lizetta had awakened to Mrs. Bernice Madden's plea to take her home, which meant she no longer wanted to stay at the Dashiell family mansion. In such a state, she probably wouldn't recover well.
Fiona had wanted to keep Lizetta around, but thinking of everything Hanna had done, she felt too ashamed to say anything.