Chapter 282
“What in you staring at me like that for? You don’t recognize me after just one sleep?”
Lizetta had this bewildered and incredulous look in her eyes, as if she couldn’t believe what she was seeing.
Remington’s eyebrows lifted slightly, a hint of amusement in his voice as he spoke.
It was the familiar voice.
But Lizetta still felt like she was dreaming, maybe she really wasn’t fully awake yet.
“Did I open my eyes the wrong way or something?”
She blinked a couple of times, muttering to herself before she squeezed her eyes shut again and then snapped them open fiercely.
The person in front of her didn’t vanish.
Yet, this kind of stuff usually only happens in dreams, right?
Lizetta raised her hand, wanting to touch the man’s handsome face, but also scared that she might shatter the beautiful dream, like popping a bubble.
Her hand paused in the air until Remington reached up, took her hand, and placed it on his cheek.
The real, warm touch snapped Lizetta back to reality.
It really was him.
She remembered now, he had dragged her back from the airport yesterday.
“What are you mumbling about? Sleepy head or just plain hungry?”
Remington pinched Lizetta’s hand gently and then ran his fingers through her hair, his voice soft and playful.
Lizetta blushed slightly, her eyelashes fluttering.
*Did
“Did you sleep here last night?”
“Where else?”
Remington shot back, his tone almost defiant.
Lizetta didn’t get it, “What do you mean where else? You never used to cuddle me in sleep before, and now after we’ve divorced, you. Mmph!”
Lizetta couldn’t finish her sentence as Remington leaned in and kissed her.
Lizetta’s eyes widened.
Wasn’t he a germaphobe?
She hadn’t even brushed her teeth when she woke up, no, she hadn’t brushed them last night either. She was grossed out by her own morning breath, and pushed the man away in embarrassment. Remington seemed to just give her a simple good morning kiss and let go of her without lingering.
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But then he pinched Lizetta’s cheek gently and said.
“In the past, as a husband, I admittedly didn’t do my job. So from now on, I’m going to make up for it. We’ve only registered for divorce, we’re not actually divorced yet. During this time, you better get rendy and get used to waking up in your hubby’s arms every day.”
Lizetta understood each word he said, but when strung together, she was lost.
Yet she was also captivated by the beautiful Image he painted with his words.
Because that was the most beautiful married life she had ever fantasized about, just thinking about it filled her heart with happiness.
She stared blankly at Remington, but the man had already gotten out of bed and was reaching out to her.
“Edith has had breakfast ready for a while now, you can’t go hungry. Now that you’re awake, hurry up and wash up, let’s go eat.”
Lizetta’s head was still spinning, as if she really was groggy from sleep.
She didn’t catch the underlying meaning in Remington’s words and instinctively reached out her hand into his palm, allowing him to pull her out of bed and lead her into the bathroom.
Standing in front of the washbasin, Remington grabbed a toothbrush, squeezed toothpaste onto it, and handed it to her.
Lizetta took it slowly, feeling like she was transported back to her childhood.
There was a time when she was growing so much that she could never wake up on time, often ignoring. the alarm and risking being late.
Remington would drag her out of bed, squeeze the toothpaste like now, and with an impatient rub of her head and a mischievous smile, he’d tease her.
“If you’re late and the teacher makes you stand, don’t come crying to me.””
“What are you spacing out for? Need me to brush for you?”
ut as if he
Seeing Lizetta just standing there, holding the toothbrush but not moving, Remington reached out was really going to brush her teeth for her.
That was when Lizetta snapped out of it, turning her head and hurriedly stuffing the toothbrush into her
mouth.
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