Female NovelEvelina clutched at her heart as she hurried away from the restroom.
Today, she'd received a call from her doctor, suggesting she make a trip to the obstetrics andgynecology department. Thinking of the baby growing inside her as her last bargaining chip, she didn'tdare delay and rushed over immediately. Little did she know, she would witness Remington bringingLizetta to visit Barbara, who clearly disliked Lizetta.
Now, Stella had been brought back into the picture; wanting to see Lizetta's downfall, she had stealthilyfollowed them. What she hadn't expected was to overhear such a revelation. This Stella was animpostor! The real Stella hadn't been found at all! Why should Lizetta be so lucky! Filled withindignation, Evelina arrived at the obstetrics department and entered the doctor's office. Hearing thedoctor's diagnosis made her tremble, disbelievingly caressing her slightly protruding belly, her eyesdarkening.
On the way home from the hospital.
Lizetta and Remington sat together in the backseat, his brows furrowed deeply, clearly in a bad mood.
Lizetta figured his conversation with Barbara must not have gone well either. She took the initiative,holding his hand and leaning in to say, "If she really can't come around, maybe we shouldn't rush thewedding."
Remington held Lizetta's hand in return, his fingers caressing her wedding ring, his lips curving slightlyas he said, "So understanding?"
Lizetta rested against his shoulder, "Maybe she just needs more time to accept it. Who knows, shemight come around."
Besides, Barbara's days seemed numbered; they could always have the wedding after she passed.
After all, she had waited over two years for the wedding; what was a little longer?
Remington tightened his grip on her wrist, his gaze darkening as he asked, "Are you compromising, ordo you not care much for the wedding?"
Lizetta frowned slightly; she was thinking of him, not wanting him to be in a tough spot. Why did hiswords sound like he was upset?
She lifted her head from his shoulder, looking at him as she said, "What if the wedding upsets Barbara,and something happens?"
If that were the case, Remington would feel even more guilty towards the West family. Would he thenresent her? She didn't care about getting Barbara's approval or blessing, but Remington clearly did."Something happens? What kind of thing?" Remington's gaze sharpened.
Lizetta could feel his suppressed displeasure as she slowly withdrew her hand, saying, "It's just aconcern, not a curse on Barbara. If you think it's offensive, I'm sorry."
Feeling stifled, she turned to look out the window.
Remington caught a glimpse of her cold profile and suddenly pulled her closer. Lizetta, caught offguard, fell into his embrace.
Remington held her chin, looking into her slightly panicked eyes, and said firmly, "Once we've decidedon the wedding, it's not something we can just back out of! I brought you here today to announce it, notto ask for anyone's permission."
There was no room for her to back out.
Lizetta, trapped in his embrace, was still trying to understand Remington's intentions when she heardhim instruct the driver, "Christ, head to Graceful Gowns Bridal."
Graceful Gowns Bridal was the most renowned bridal shop in Zion City, collaborating with manyfamous international bridal gown designers. It was the go-to place for wedding attire in their circle.
Lizetta had discussed with Fiona about checking out wedding dresses there during lunch; Remingtonmust have overheard.
She looked at him in surprise, "We're going to Graceful Gowns Bridal to pick out a wedding dressnow?"
"Why not?"
Remington focused on her face, noting her surprise more than excitement, as if he was the only oneeager for the wedding.
"But we haven't even set a date yet; how can we choose a dress?"
Especially now that she was pregnant, her body was changing every day. Without a set date, choosinga dress seemed premature.novelbin
Yet, Remington had made up his mind, not allowing Lizetta any room for refusal. Christ had alreadyturned onto another road, heading towards the bridal shop.