Although she had once loathed him, she never shied away or retreated when facing him. But now, it was almost
as if she instinctively dodged, like seeing a flood or a ferocious beast.
Even knowing that Lizetta might have been influenced by counseling, Remington still felt a pang of heartache
from her subtle avoidance. His gaze swept over the big bag Hogan was carrying, then over to the trash can
beside the hospital bed. There, discarded completely, were a pair of duck-yellow slippers, white knee-high socks,
and a light yellow beanie. All items he had personally picked out for Lizetta, now abandoned.
Remington's eyes turned icy as he lifted his gaze to Hogan, his voice cold. "I was coming to pick Liz up from the
hospital myself, no need for Dr. White's help!"
Hogan still had a gentle smile on his face. "Mr. Dashiell, that's a strange thing to say. Did you ask Liz if she
wanted you to come?"
Remington didn't answer Hogan. Instead, he took a step forward, looking tenderly at Lizetta, and softly said,
"Grandma insisted | cpersonally to ensure your safe return home."
After saying this, he handed his smartphone to Lizetta, gesturing for her to take the call.
Seeing Remington, Lizetta felt a deep repulsion and annoyance. The man who had promised to leave her be, to
not interfere in her life, was now backtracking to this extent; she couldn't help but feel disgusted. But hearing
that it was Fiona's arrangement, Lizetta suppressed her irritation. She took the phone with a bit of skepticism
and put it to her ear. Indeed, Fiona's familiar voice cthrough.
"Is that you, Liz?"
Lizetta's expression softened for a moment. "Fiona Dashiell, it's me. How have you been these last few days?"
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just treat him as a regular driver or bodyguard for the day, just to put my mind at ease, can you do that?"
Listening to Fiona's cautious voice, Lizetta felt a tender bitterness. She softly replied, "Fiona, | understand, thank
you for your concern."
Lizetta didn't want to disrespect Fiona to her face. But after hanging up the phone, her expression turned cold
again. She handed the phone back to Remington, her tone distant and aloof. "I've already troubled my senior to
pickup, no need for Mr. Dashiell's effort."
"You just promised Grandma," Remington said gravely.
Lizetta frowned, and immediately
Hogan let out a light laugh, saying to Lizetta, "Liz, Mr. Dashiell went to the lengths of involving Fiona just to you.
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Hogan's words clearly implied that everything about Fiona's command was just a ruse by Remington. Indeed,
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amusing?"
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