Chapter 250
But Lizetta couldn’t for the life of her remember who it was.
Whoever it was, though, Evelina was preggers and here hooking up with some dude?
Was she really cheating on Remington? And clearly, this guy knew Evelina was expecting.
Weren’t Evelina at risk of losing the baby just a while back? How could she still be getting her kicks like this?
Lizetta whipped out her phone, muted it, and cautiously squatted down to sneak towards the flower wall.
“Ugh. this is so annoying, a little smooching and petting is fine, but you wanna go all the way? Dude, I’m pregnant, you beast!”
“Pregnancy makes it more sensitive, look at you, you’re practically wet. Bet Remington hasn’t laid a finger on you, huh?”
“Shut your mouth!”
Evelina’s light panting and sounds of resistance started to make Lizetta’s scalp tingle.
The pair behind the flower wall were evidently not done, still tangled up in the heat of the moment.
“Why can’t I mention him? The kid in your belly isn’t Remington’s seed, are you actually daydreaming he’s gonna marry you? Dream on, even if you did push me out, you’re never gonna be Mrs. Dashiell. You’d be better off with me–I love you more than he does.”
In a flash, Lizetta’s grip on her phone tightened, her heart rocked by the revelation.
Turns out, Evelina’s baby really wasn’t Remington’s!
But why did Remington still care so much about Evelina’s kid?
Could there be some misunderstanding? Maybe Evelina had deceived Remington into thinking the kid was his?
Considering Evelina’s scheming nature, spitting out lies like they were nothing, Lizetta thought it was entirely possible.
But that didn’t quite add up either; Remington wasn’t the type to be easily fooled.
Plus, Remington had mentioned something similar to Hanna before, about the kid not being his.
Lizetta’s mind was a tangled mess, no clue where to start.
But then Evelina’s mocking voice rose again.
“Go with you? Can you pump billions into the Hawthorne family to help us out of a tight spot? You really wouldn’t mind my child being born? Even if you didn’t mind, your family would, and besides, if the Hawthorne family goes bust, what am I? Just a mistress then, right? I don’t believe in the ‘love‘ you men talk about–I only trust what I can get my hands on.”
“You’re brutally honest, but that’s what I like about you. Let’s just seize the moment and enjoy, babe, don’t move, let me just rub against you.”
Lizetta was about to hurl, she felt it was about time to retract her probing hand, when suddenly a kid popped out from the bushes beside her, staring at her wide–eyed.
Lizetta quickly put a finger to her lips, shushing the kid.
The kid grinned and nodded like crazy. Lizetta just breathed a sigh of relief when the kid suddenly yelled out.
“Granny, I wanna play hide and seek with this pretty woman!”
Lizetta was speechless.
“Who’s there? Come out!”
The two behind the flower wall were obviously startled. Lizetta, scared witless, quickly pulled back her hand and scrambled up to beat a hasty retreat, phone in hand.
The sound of rushing footsteps signaled the man had spotted her and was giving chase around the flower wall.
Lizetta panicked, not daring to look back, just keeping her head down and speeding up.
Until she smacked right into a wall of flesh.
Her instinct was to tum and run, but the person caught her waist in a vice grip.
The path was all twists and turns, and Lizetta figured she’d been outflanked.
Her face drained of color, she opened her mouth to scream for help, but the person seemed to anticipate her reaction and clamped a
hand over her mouth.
Without hesitation, Lizetta bit down hard.
