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Chapter 94
Lucian nodded at Remington, “Remi, Liz took a hit. I’m gonna take her inside first.”
He made to step forward, but Remington’s long legs had already closed the distance, stepping right in front of Lucian, blocking his path.
The man’s face was calm, but his eyes in the night were deep, like a treacherous sea lurking with danger.
*Liz? She’s your sister–in–law!”
His voice was deep as he reached out to take Lizetta from Lucian.
Almost instinctively, Lizetta ducked her head into Lucian’s chest to hide. She didn’t want to face Remington right
now.
Seeing him just reminded her of how he was all cozied up with Evelina, when she was feeling her most vulnerable.
Her dodging move turned Remington’s handsome face cold as ice in an instant. His voice carried a flame of anger, “Lizetta, get it straight who your husband is!”
He forcefully took Lizetta from Lucian’s arms, and Lucian, worried about her getting hurt again, let go.
Frowning, he said to Remington, “Remi, Lizetta ran into some trouble tonight.”
He wanted to tell Remington about how she was mugged and how she got hurt. But Lizetta thought Lucian was going to spill the beans to Remington, and she started to struggle in Remington’s arms.
“Lucian! Does he look like he has time for my issues? He’s busy as hell! Drop it, my stuff’s got nothing to do with him!”
Remington caught the sharp tone in her voice, one that seemed to draw a clear line between them, and he let out a snort of laughter, “Of course!”
He let go, and Lizetta, caught off guard, almost fell straight to the ground; she wobbled, only to be steadied by Lucian’s hands. Holding onto Lucian, Lizetta felt dizzy and nauseous.
Remington had already turned and walked away, leaving her behind to enter first. Lizetta watched his indifferent back until her vision blurred.
“Litchi, what’s going on with you and Remi? I think you should probably tell Remi, you know? Keeping him in the dark about something this big, he’s gonna blow his top when he finds out.”
Lizetta looked up, “Lucian, help me, and he won’t find out!”
Her eyes pleaded, but Lucian kept on trying to convince her, “Remi’s not the hot–headed teenager he used to be: you telling him won’t make a difference.“.
Tears fell from her eyes. “Lucian, are you refusing to help me?”
Back when Daniel had her pinned against the wall, she felt nothing but terror, and yet she thought that she couldn’t let Daniel succeed, because Remi would go nuts.
He would surely avenge her, just like he did back then, his hands stained with blood. So she had to protect herself and deal with Daniel on her own.
That was what she was thinking, and she didn’t hold back at all when she fought back. In that moment, Remington was Lizetta’s armor, making her fearless.
But now, as she saw Remington’s indifferent departure, she felt herself ridiculous.
When she was in trouble, Remington was with Evelina, while the Remington of her teenage years would have
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risked his life for his sister.
Would Remington, now with Evelina, do the same? Probably not.
Perhaps all her worries and fears were just her wishful thinking.
Remington was already pissed about her mermaid gig, and knowing about this would just add to the cold remarks, something Lizetta couldn’t beat anymore.
Besides, they were heading for divorce. If Remington knew and did something about it, she didn’t want to owe
him even more.
And if he did nothing, would it mean she had even lost her brother? Lizetta feared she couldn’t handle that outcome either. Better to keep him in the dark, let this all blow over.
“Okay, okay, I’ll do it your way. Stop the waterworks; you’re making it look like I’m the bad guy here.”Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.
She couldn’t help her tears, and Lucian surrendered completely, wiping them away for her as Lizetta broke into a smile through her fears.
Back in the hallway, Remington stopped dead in his tracks, turned around, and saw this entire scene.
That image, like an arrow through the eyes, was particularly hard to take. Remington clenched his fists tight,