NovelEnglish| never expected to get caught in a downpour, with both the signal and the mountain roads cut off, delaying my
journey. What | least expected was for Stella to cdown with a relentless fever halfway
through, nor did I anticipate Yolanda's accident at the wedding."
It was his arrogance, always believing he had everything under control, but he forgot that things didn't always go
according to plan.
Lizetta slowly turned her head to look at him. Perhaps it was the dim lighting of the hospital corridor, but the
man's handsfeatures seemed shadowed, almost pale.
But Lizetta realized she no longer felt sorry for him.
With a voice as calm as it could possibly be, she said, "Whatever issues you're wrestling with, whether you've let
go of the past or not, | don't care anymore. Mr. Dashiell, please, show sself-respect." Remington's grip on
Lizetta's arm loosened slightly. She took a deep breath, about to pull her arm away to leave, but then he
suddenly pulled her in closer, holding her tight.
His familiar scent overwhelmed her. But all Lizetta felt was revulsion as she pushed against him.
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"Remington, what exactly are you trying to do!"
"Liz, that diary, the person you confessed your love to in your diary, it's me, isn't it? You've always loved me,
haven't you?"
Remington's voice was hoarse, tightening his hold, keeping the struggling woman firmly in his embrace as if not
letting go could somehow make her his again.
But now, with everything laid bare, Lizetta felt nothing but humiliation.
She struggled even harder, "Yes, | did love you! Loved you so much that | demeaned myself, but now I've woken
up. | don't want to love you anymore! I'm begging you, letgo!" Lizetta managed to lift her head from his
embrace, her eyes red but dry, her face ghastly pale, looking at him in despair.
Although Remington had known, hearing her admit that she'd always loved him felt like a painful strike to his
heart, cruelly torn apart. His eyes bloodshot, he held her even tighter.
"I'm sorry; | didn't know. | accidentally cacross that diary once, and I've been misunderstanding you and
Lucian all this time. I've been so foolish; Liz, you can't do this! You can't just letknow about your love and
then take it back!
If you love me, then continue to do so. | refuse to believe that you can just stop loving me!"
A blaze of emotion raising in his icy gaze. His demand was fierce; he commanded her to keep loving him.
But Lizetta suddenly stiffened; then in a burst of anger, she slapped Remington hard across the face.
Remington froze, momentarily lost, as if he couldn't understand what he'd said that made her angry so suddenly.
Lizetta, however, gave a bitter laugh, her voice trembling.
"Remington, falling out of love doesn't happen overnight. It's the culmination of disappointment reaching its
peak, a qualitative change brought on by quantitative accumulation. Believe it or not, | truly don't love you
anymore."
She closed her eyes, and then tiredly added, "Also, it's not that | never told you, but you never believed me! Four
years ago, when | said | didn't drug you to get into your bed, you didn't believe me! When | said | liked you, you
didn't believe it either. The year we got married, | gathered the courage to say | liked you again, and you still
didn't believe me! Now your realization was because of that diary?
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Ha, but a few days ago in the hospital, someone slanderedwith that handwriting, and you said you believed
me, said you'd get to the bottom of it. Clearly, you never did. If you had, you would've found out the diary was
tampered with! Then, today's episode wouldn't have happened.
Remington, | slapped you not because you didn't love or protect- you have no obligation to do that - but you
can't demean me, trample on my sincerity over and over again! Not believing in me! I've exhausted all my
courage on you. There's no other option for us but divorce."
After speaking, Lizetta pushed Remington away.
This time, Remington, his expression dark, even with his tall frame, was easily pushed aside by Lizetta.
Lizetta turned to leave, but after a few steps, Remington caught up and hugged her from behind.
Exhausted in body and spirit, her lips trembling, Lizetta was about to shout in anger when she heard B
Remington's husky, indistinct voice by her ear.
He said, "But honey, I still love you."
He never realized until now how much he loved her, how he couldn't lose her.
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