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Capítulo 188
Chapter 188
Lizetta was getting the death stare from him, and it felt like her heart had just shriveled up into a tight knot.
Her throat was dry as a bone, like it was stuffe with cotton that was slowly soaking up water, making it hard and painful to swallow, lc. alone breathe.
After a beat, she managed a shrug and a smile, “That men’s ring might not have the biggest diamond, but it sure wasn’t cheap. No need to toss it just because you’re not wearing it.”
Remington snorted impassively, “If it bugs you that much, feel free to hop out and look for it now.
For a sec, Lizetta actually considered bailing out of the car. She was gripping her pants so tight to stop herself from making that pathetic move and just shook her head, “As long as you’re not torn up about it.”
Remington glanced at her nonchalant act and let out a self–mocking smirk; then he let go of whatever he was holding on to.
Lizetta eased back into her seat, and the man withdrew his icy gaze, adding, “What do I have to be torn up about? When I remarry, I’ll just buy a better one.”
Lizetta felt stung a bit, but she nodded and kept quiet.
The rest of the ride, neither of them spoke a word. When Remington’s car pulled up to the neighborhood entrance, Lizetta finally broke the silence.
“No need to go any further; I’ll just get out here on the curb. Thanks for bailing me out today and for the ride.” ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .
Remington didn’t respond, but he slowed the car to a stop by the roadside.
Asita reached for the door, she finally heard his voice from behind. He asked, “How’s the compensation going? The 3 million?”
Lizetta turned around, “One month’s time, 19 days left. I remember the agreement.”
“Good, get out!”
She opened the door, stepped out, and the Cullinan didn’t waste a second, speeding off right away.
Lizetta stood there on the curb, watching the car disappear into the distance before she finally started walking towards her complex.
The next day, while Lizetta was tweaking some dance moves for Hamilton and the rest, she got a call – Joseph had taken a turn for the worse and was back in the hospital.
She was beside herself with worry, rushing to the hospital only to find that she couldn’t see Joseph, but instead ran into Hanna waiting outside his room.
Hanna crossed her arms as she eyed Lizetta, “Gotta admit, you showing up so fast shows you’ve still got a shred of conscience; seems like you do care about Joseph after all.”
Lizetta stepped closer, “How’s he doing? Is the relapse for real, or is this just another one of your tricks?”
Hanna’s eyes turned frosty, “I would never curs my own son!”
Lizetta figured she had a point and looked concerned, “I want to see him.”
She moved to push the door to his room, but Hanna grabbed her hand, uttering, “He just got a shot and is sleeping. Don’t disturb him. Come with me for a chat.”
Hanna led the way to the emergency exit, and Lizetta took a quick peek through the window Into the room, spotted Joseph asleep, and then turned to follow Hanna.
As they entered the emergency exit, Hanna cut straight to the chase, “I heard from Eve that you and Remington have signed the divorce papers; is that true?”
Lizetta nodded, “Yeah, it’s done.”
“You need to pay back 3 million for the agreement to take effect?”
Lizetta had shown the agreement to Evelina to get the contract with Skyward Studios. Clearly, Evelina had blabbed to Hanna. Lizetta nodded again, “That’s right.”
Hanna sneered inwardly. This wasn’t Remington wanting a divorce. 3 million was chump change to Remington. If he really wanted out, why bring up the money?
He probably figured Lizetta couldn’t cough up the cash, and that was his way of dragging his feet.
But Hanna knew her son too well. Since Remington had signed the papers, if Lizetta actually cam sick,
with the 3 million, his pride would force him to keep his word, even if it made him regret.
No turning back then. And her job now was to help Lizetta get that money ASAP. Give her a nudge, and cut off any chance of a reconciliation for good.