Chapter 69
Lizetta was biting her lip so hard that she could taste the sourness and bitterness right there in her mouth,
Remington’s brow furrowed as he pinched her chin, forcing her to let go.
She did let go, but then she lunged forward, wrapping her arms around his neck and chomping down.
She wished she could draw blood like last time and make him hurt, but all she got was Remington’s cool voice in her ear.
“I step out with you for a sec and you spice things up with an injury? If anyone asks, don’t expect me to cover for
you.”
Lizetta froze, suddenly not so keen on biting down, but she wasn’t about to give up.
Just then, a couple of shadows flickered in the hallway and soon retreated, with hushed voices carrying through.
“Dude, talk about intense.”
“That guy’s got legs for days, and the girl’s gorgeous! They’re like mismatched perfection!”
“Man, we just walked into a soap opera scene in the making.”
“Let’s bounce, downstairs.”
As their voices and footsteps faded away, Lizetta’s pale face blushed crimson as she shoved the man away.
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” go back with you just call the hospital first.”
Remington set her down gently on the ground.
T have Cedric take care of the hospital arrangements later.”
He tried to take Lizetta’s hand to leave, but she yanked it away.
“Call Cedric now.”
Finding that she clearly didn’t trust him, Remington had his face grow darker.
He held back, but eventually, his patience ran thin, and his large palm pressed hard against the back of her neck. Lizetta stumbled teetering on her toes before crashing into Remington’s chest.
He was rock solid, and as she reeled from the impact, he bent down and bit her neck.
His body was noticeably warmer, the hot, damp sensation made Lizetta stiffen, and she had her eyes tightly
shut
She braced for his revenge and for the pain.
But the pain didn’t come. Instead, he was sucking hard, and the burning touch sent tingles down her spine.
Realizing how rigid she was, he had his grip on her neck softened to a gentle caress, and his nibbles became light and teasing
His deep breaths grazed her ear, every whisper was an invasion, and a tantalization.
Lizetta was defenseless, her body melted into his embrace, with her hands clutching at his collar.
Her compliant snuggling pleased Remington, whose lips curved into a faint smile; he had his hand rest on the small of her back as he took out his phone and called Cedric.
“Take care of Thaddeus.”
Chapter 69
He hung up and finally released Lizetta.
“Happy now?”
She nodded, but as Remington reached for her hand, she yanked it away and stormed off. “Go hold hands with Evelina since you couldn’t care less about me anyway, no need to pretend in front of others.”
But Remington yanked her back, with his brows knitted.
“What do you mean I don’t care if you live or die?”
“In the pool, you saved Evelina and left me behind.”
Lizetta scoffed, and Remington pursed his lips, “I taught you how to swim, and I know how good you are. Didn’t you swim up and kick Evelina? Did you really need my help?”
Lizetta paused, so he had seen her kick Evelina?
It wasn’t that he didn’t save her; he just didn’t realize she needed help too.
This made her feel a bit better, but the damage had been done.
“Even so, you chose to save Evelina! You were with her all night, did you ever care about me?” Lizetta choked up. Forget it, she didn’t want to argue anymore.
The memories of that night were painful to relive.
In her dreams these past few days, she was struggling in the water in a dark abyss.
She tried to leave again, but Remington mocked, “You dare bring that up! Evelina wanted to call the cops; the Hawthorne family’s cameras caught you two fighting by the pool. She can’t swim; if I hadn’t stayed to clean up the mess, were you waiting to be dragged to court?”
Lizetta was stunned again; he stayed that night because Evelina threatened to call the police?
The nerve of Evelina!
She hadn’t pushed Evelina, so why would she fear her calling the cops?
Lizetta clenched her fists, wanting to lash out at Remington for not trusting her, for being fooled by Evelina.
But then two more people entered the restroom, and Remington, without a word, dragged Lizetta back to the private room.
The atmosphere was lively as everyone was toasting Lucian.
Remington pulled Lizetta over to the couch, sat down, and tried to pull her next to him.
Lizetta wriggled her wrist free from his grip, “I’m sitting with Lucian.”
With that, she strode over to Lucian, thinking ‘Remington wants to have his cake and eat it too? As if!”
Remington was caught off guard by her sudden move, and his handsome face turned icy.
Lizetta casually took her seat beside Lucian.
Lucian declined a couple of drinks and sat down, then he snapped his fingers to summon a waiter, and gave an
order.
