NovelEnglishLizetta curled her lips into a smile and lowered her head to enjoy her noodles.
After finishing her bow! of noodles, Yolanda pulled out a napkin to wipe her mouth, looking satisfied. "Will there
be more tomorrow?"
Lizetta glanced at her with a playful spark in her eyes. "Are you hooked? Should I just not break up with him
then?"
Yolanda waved her hands dismissively, "Break up if you must, but keep the meals coming. Those are two
separate things.”
Lizetta chuckled, "Then maybe not. I'm afraid he might get twisted and actually poison the food."
Yolanda shivered at the thought, considering it a real possibility. Remington was not the selfless type. He was
more of a profit-first businessman, whipping up fancy noodles early in the morning-all to lure little Lizetta back,
wasn't he? The more repressed, the more likely to turn into a creep!
Lizetta was somewhat worried that Hans might show up at the hospital. After resting for a while, she headed out
to the hospital.
Upon arriving at the hospital entrance, Lizetta had just gotten out of her car when she saw Stella stepping out of
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtanother vehicle. Stella was carrying a thermos, and upon seeing Lizetta, she paused before walking over.
"My father fell ill from grief over my mother's passing. Just after the funeral, he ended up here, hospitalized."
Stella looked worn and genuinely troubled.
Lizetta regarded her. "Ms. West and | don't really need to exchange pleasantries."
She walked past Stella towards the hospital building, but Stella caught up to her side. "Lizetta, | didn't mean
anything by what | said. | just wanted you to know, my mom is gone, my dad is ill, our family has pai for what
we've done. Remington toldhe has only ever loved you. I've cto accept that..."
Lizetta was irked by her persistence. She stopped, turned to face Stella with a frown. "What are you trying to
say?"
Her tone was sharp. Stella looked startled, her eyes reddening. "I never meant to interfere in your marriage with
Remington, to be the other woman."
Lizetta let out a scoff, filled with scorn.
Stella pleaded, "Whether you believeor not, it's true. | admit, at first, | wanted Remington to marry me, but
that was when I thought you two were divorcing. Now, | realize he
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Lizetta frowned deeply. "You're saying you don't love Remington?"
Stella nodded. "Yes, I've realized that. | won't interfere with you and Remington anymore. So, if it was because of
loves you."
Stella's expression was earnest, pleading with Lizetta.
Lizetta felt a sense of dissonance. Stella's sudden change of heart seemed too drastic. If it weren't for the
Westfamily's relentless pursuit and attempts to ruin her, she might have believed her. But now, she couldn't take
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Lizetta was about to respond when a figure suddenly dashed out from the hospital building. "Stop, don't run!"
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towards Lizetta and Stella, who were
standing on the hospital steps.
Lizetta quickly sidestepped to avoid
the collision. But Stella, standing next to her, suddenly stepped
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positioning herself in front
of Lizetta, reaching out to stop the oncoming person.
"Stay back!" she shouted.
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In the next moment, the two collided heavily. Not only did the person fall, but Stella also tumbled to the ground.
The thermos in Stella's hands was knocked open, spilling hot soup and water everywhere, eliciting a scream from
Stella.
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