NovelEnglishChapter 909 "Yoli went on a perfectly ordinary date, and next thing we know, you've got her drunk and brought her here. You claim you didn't do anything to her, yet she beat you up and then jumped out of a window? Does that sound logical to you?" Lizetta narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing Cassius.
She wasn't buying Cassius's story for a second. He was definitely trouble.
Cassius, on the other hand, was furious. He pointed to the bump on his forehead. "I've got the bruises to prove it! Look at my head, and there are more on my body!" With that, he abruptly stood up and tore open his shirt. Earlier, in the room, Yolanda had kicked him hard in the chest, making him fall off the bed and hit his head.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Who do you think you are, flashing around like that?" But just as Cassius tugged open his shirt, a pillow cflying at him.
It was Remington, who had rushed past and covered Lizetta's eyes, pulling her into his arms. "Don't look, it'll hurt your eyes," he said playfully.
Lizetta found herself enveloped in Remington's familiar scent. He had jumped into the pool to save someone earlier and hadn't had tto change. His clothes were still damp, and through them, she could feel the warmth of his chest. Her breath caught for a moment.
"I... I didn't see anything," she mumbled.
Remington ran a hand through Lizetta's hair, a smile playing at his lips, and whispered in her ear, "Good girl." Cassius had stood too quickly. As he fumbled with his robe, Remington's nudge sent him sprawling back onto the couch, causing his bruised chest to throb painfully.
Glaring at Remington, Cassius felt like he'd just been hit with a ton of bricks. Especially when compared to Remington's current display of affection, Cassius felt like kicking them both out of his villa.
But he didn't dare. Under the weight of Remington's warning glare, Cassius grudgingly pulled his robe closed, tying it tightly around him.
Still fuming, he muttered, "Remi, could you please show a little consideration for my feelings and act like a human being?" Lizetta nudged Remington at that, and he finally let her go. Pulling her down to sit beside him on the couch, he said, "Cassius probably isn't lying. He does have a fresh bruise on his chest." Cassius felt a bit vindicated. At least Remi believed him and was speaking up for him.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"See? I've been wrongly accused! You owean apology!" Cassius demanded, glaring at Lizetta.
Cassius had never been slapped by a woman before. If Remington weren't here, he would have...
He was mentally composing a tirade when a swift kick brought him back to reality.
"Who's apologizing to whom?" Remington's long leg had found its mark, and Cassius's brief moment of comfort shattered.
"Remi, I didn't do anything to Yolanda, but my face-look at this et Shan handprint! She left it there. Doesn't owean apology?" MS
Lizetta looked at Cassius and huffed. "I'm not apologizing"
Regardless of whether Cassius had done anything to Yolanda, Lizetta had long wanted to give him a piece of her mind for his past behavior toward her. Remington nodded in agreement. "Yeah, no apology."
"Remi!" Cassius was incredulous, while Remington simply raised an eyebrow at him.
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