Chapter 193
The cooler the guy, the more he seemed to exude this chill vibe of self–control, totally unruffled.
Even though it was the same old face she’d seen for years, the guy she was determined to boot out of her heart always managed to tug at her heartstrings every time she saw him.
Lizetta chalked up this flutter to the sad plight of being a sucker for a pretty face. Just as she was trying to force herself to look away, she suddenly heard a splash.
Startled, Lizetta remembered that it was Fiona who had headed towards the pool. Could it be that the old lady accidentally took a dive? Lizetta was about to dash to the pool when Tina popped out of nowhere and grabbed her.
“Easy does it, Mrs. Lizetta Dashiell. Mrs. Fiona Dashiell says you’re not to go out there.”
By now, Fiona’s cries of alarm were ringing out from the poolside.
“Help! Somebody! Help!”
It was clear that Remington had caught wind of the commotion too. As Lizetta turned her head back towards the pool, the man’s tall figure was already sprinting over, pulling Fiona
to safety.
“Grandma Fiona, what’s going on?”
“Liz! Liz got plastered and fell in. What do we do? Remington, you, hey, Remington!”
Fiona’s face was a mask of panic, wobbling so much she couldn’t finish her sentence. Then, with a flicker of a shadow, Remington dived into the pool.
From her slightly elevated vantage point, Lizetta was able to catch the sight over the pool; she couldn’t believe what she was seeing.
Then she spotted the crafty old prankster turning to look her way, even giving a wave to Lizetta who just poked her head out, signaling her to stay hidden.
Just moments ago, the old lady said she’d prove something to Lizetta, who was still in the dark about what
that proof might entail. Well, now she’d got the picture.
“When it comes to pranking the grandson, nobody beats Mrs. Fiona Dashiell,” Tina held onto Lizetta, relishing the drama.
Lizetta was speechless, “She’s really…”
“Mrs. Lizetta Dashiell, hide quick; don’t let Mr. Dashiell spot you.”
Seeing Remington’s head emerge from the water, Tina quickly pulled Lizetta down to crouch. Through a crack, Lizetta still caught glimpses of the scene at the pool.
Chapter 193
Remington clearly hadn’t found anyone. As he came up for air, Fiona pointed to the other. side of the pool.
“Remington, over there, search there. My Liz! I shouldn’t have let you drink! How come you haven’t been found yet? Liz, if anything happens to you, how am I supposed to go on!”
Fiona’s lifetime of acting chops must all be spent here, putting on a show of panic and crying every time Remington surfaced.
Initially indifferent to Fiona’s antics, Lizetta started to feel a complex tranquility watching Remington dive in search after search.
It was early winter, and the pool water was ice cold. Remington plunged in without warming up or even remembering to take his coat off.
Lizetta frowned; unable to watch any longer, she shook Tina off and strode quickly towards the pool.
“Liz, didn’t I tell you to stay hidden? What are you doing running out here? Quick, go hide, I will take care of him!”
Fiona wasn’t pleased to see Lizetta approaching. Lizetta took the old lady’s hand, “Grandma Fiona, I’ve seen it all! Please let Remi come up, what if he gets a cramp?”
“Worried now? In our family, you’re the softest at heart!”
Fiona tapped Lizetta’s forehead, resigned, and then called out, “Did you all hear that? Look how much your wife cares about you, get out of the water already.”
Lizetta’s spine stiffened as she turned to see Remington, who had already swum over from who knew when, gazing at her from the water.
Their eyes met, and the man, propping himself on the pool’s edge, suddenly rose from the water like a swift beast emerging from a cold, dark pit.
He was drenched, water cascading down his hair and cheeks, his coat heavy and dripping with cold water.
His handsome face seemed chilled to the bone, pale with a cold gleam, but his eyes were. calm and steady, fixed on Lizetta.
Lizetta felt his intense gaze, her spine tingling, and she involuntarily shrugged her
shoulders.
