Chapter 151
“I just received a call from Mr. Lucian Dashiell. The lady has been taken to the hospital with a high fever.”
Cedric didn’t even get to finish his sentence before Remington was already on the move.
Cedric scrambled to follow, while Evelina was still trying to catch up, only to see them already stepping into the elevator.
She hustled to catch up but missed the elevator by a hair.
Stomping her foot in frustration, fortunately, at this moment, the waiter she had asked earlier sent her the photo he had taken.
Evelina’s expression softened as she looked at the photos, and she quickly forwarded them to Lizetta.
Lucian had to grill Yolanda to get Lizetta’s current address.
He rushed over, knocked for a long time with no answer, then got the passcode from Yolanda to let himself
- in.
Inside, Lizetta was indeed out of it with fever.
Lucian scooped her up into the car, wrapped an ice pack in a towel for her forehead to cool her down, and by the time they were near the hospital, Lizetta finally regained her consciousness.
When Remington got to the hospital, Lizetta had just been wheeled into the ward.
The man strode quickly to the ward door and was about to pull it open when he caught sight through the window of Lucian giving Lizetta a drink.
Lucian’s arm n was around her shoulder, holding the cup, being super careful with every move
And there was Lizetta, all cozy in his arm, tilting her head up and taking sips like a good girl.
It was a shared room, and the old lady on the next bed was watching with a big grin on her face.
“Sweetie, your hubby is both a looker and so attentive!”
Remington’s handsome face turned icy, he couldn’t watch or listen anymore, and burst through the ward door.
It was as if he brought in a gust of cold air, the man with the commanding presence immediately drew everyone’s attention in the room.
Lizetta looked up at him, furrowed her brows slightly, then coolly looked away.
*Remi,” Lucian greeted.
Before he could say more, Remington walked over, took the cup from his hand, and said,
“I’ll take care of her. Thanks for tonight, it’s getting late, you should head back.”
Lucian, seeing his cold demeanor, was a bit worried and stood his ground.
Obviously, Lizetta and Remi were separated. With Lizetta still having a high fever and the atmosphere being as it was, Lucian naturally was not at ease.
But Remington’s gaze grew even colder, “You not leaving?”
“Alright,” Lucian nodded.
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But as he took a step, Lizella leaned over and caught the hem of his clothes.
“Fer’s been drinking, he should go rest. I’ll be fine once I’m done with the IV, Lucian can take me back, no
trouble Remi
Lizetta looked indifferently at Hemington
She could still sell the alcohol on Hemmation, and thinking of the photo with bright lights and an ambiguous atmosphere she saw before falling unconscious, feeling resistance and disqust.
“Lizetta, I’m your husband! Remington’s face shifted, his gaze fented on the small hand clutching Lucian’s
He remembered how, when I trotta was atch on a child, the docile little girl would become clingy.
sick
She rolled on him, would whimsically grabs onto his alt like the, not letting him leave, wanting him to personally care for and stay with her.
That look from Remington was like a blade about to lash through the nit
Lizetta’s face paled, but she didn’t let go, and bald coldly,
“We’ve already signed the divorce papers, it handly counts
“Lizettal” Remington’s face turned ashen
Lucian was taken aback, suprised and concerned
“Divorce papers? Remi, you’re divorcing itch?
Remington wasn’t in the mood to tackle Lucian’s questions, and ordered in a deep voice,
“Cedric, please see Lucian out
Cedric stepped forward, whispering persuasively, “Lucian, the boss and the young missus are just having a spat. She’s sick, and the boss is looking after her, things will smooth over. You shouldn’t intervene.”
Lucian, frowning, didn’t insist further and turned to Lizetta saying, “Litchi, you and Remi need to have a real talk.”
