Chapter 184 

Lizetta was lost in thought when Evelina suddenly let her go and bat her lip, tem, what are you doing out here too?” 

Lizetta felt a chill run down her spine, and che instinctively turned her head to see Remington standing tall and distinct under the corridor not too far away 

The carousel lights danced on his face, casting changing shadows that obscured his gaze. But Lizetta knew he was staring right at her, her heart gave a sharp twinge of pain, and her throat felt like it was being squeezed, making it hard to breathe. 

“Excuse me, I gotta split. 

She blurted out, ready to make her escape. But since Evelina and Hanna were blocking the rockery entrance and they hadn’t budged, Lizetta was stuck 

And just then, Remington had already made his way over 

“You’ve been out here for a while, I got worried and came to check 

He approached, addressed Hanna, and then turned his gaze to Evelina, “Got some fresh air still feeling queasy?” 

Evelina looked up with a sweet smile, “I’m feeling better now. Remington, you don’t find pregnant women too much of a hassle, do you? Can’t even stand the smell of fish or booze 

Her eyes and brows were flirtatious, and Remington looked down at her, a smile tugging at his lips. 

“Not at all I’ve already told the staff to clear out the alcohol and seafood, so you won’t feel 

anymore. It’s chilly out; let’s head back.” 

unco 

Evelina nodded obediently, and Hanna smiled with relief, saying to Evelina, “See, my son who’s clueless about romance and doesn’t know how to take care of anyone seems to have finally caught on.” 

“Mrs. Dashiell.” 

Evelina’s cheeks flushed, and she turned to Lizetta who had been left out in the cold. 

“Remi, we just bumped into Lizetta. Why don’t we invite her to join us?” 

Remington’s gaze finally shifted coldly to Lizetta, just a fleeting glance, and then it was gone as if he’d merely glanced at an insignificant stranger. 

His voice was as cold as shattered ice as he said, “She just said she was leaving, let’s not hold her up. We’ll just remember to send her an invite later.” 

Hanna immediately took Evelina with one hand and tugged at Remington with the other. 

“Yeah, let’s head back; the food’s getting cold. Eve can’t eat anything cold while she’s pregnant. Remington, we two should accompany Eve to her check–up tomorrow, okay?” 

Yeah got it 

They chatted as they walked away, leaving Lizetta behind. She leaned on the rockery, unwittingly pressing too hard, and the rough stones left a deep mark on her palm, the pain spreading throughout her body. 

Lizetta suddenly pulled her hand back, took a deep breath, whipped out her phone, and started texting Hamilton while heading towards the exit. She wanted to head back first. 

The evening lights were just coming on, and it wasn’t easy to hail a cab. 

After sending the message and walking out of the restaurant, Lizetta was looking down at her phone to book a ride when she collided with someone, causing the other’s phone to drop. 

“Watch where you’re going!” The person complained first. 

Lizetta thought she was at fault for not looking and accidentally running into someone, and she apologized instinctively. 

Tm sorry” she bent down to help pick up the phone but someone suddenly grabbed her arm and yanked her up. 

Lizetta frowned, looking up to see a drunken middle–aged man. 

“Miss, you smashed my phone and think a quick sorry will cut it? That’s not sincere. You gotta make it up to me with a drink. Come on, let’s go back in.” 

Lizetta was taken aback and got dragged a few steps before she started to struggle. 

“Let go 

alling the cops.‘ 

“Call the cops for what? It’s just a drink for smashing someone’s stuff, not a big deal. The cops won’t do anything!” 

The man’s buddies picked up the broken phone from the ground, and a few men started to crowd around, trying to coerce Lizetta into a nearby private room. 

Someone snatched the phone from Lizetta’s hands, and just as she was about to scream, a hand reached out to cover her mouth. Lizetta turned her head to meet a pair of familiar, cold and deep eyes. 

Remington was standing a few steps away, watching the scene with a detached gaze.