fantishu
Chapter 581
Liz turned to look at Andrea, trying to brush off the teasing tone in her voice as harmless. Yet, it left Liz feeling awkward, sensing an undertone of hostility.
Biting her lip, Liz thought back to what Remington had mentioned about the rumors surrounding Tranquil Meadows. Jerome was supposedly Andrea's foster brother of sorts. Was Andrea feeling jealous? Liz had been eagerly ushered to her seat by Mrs. Bernice Madden, the elderly lady brimming with warmth.
Caught up in conversation with Mrs. Madden, Liz barely noticed her surroundings until she realized Remington had taken the seat across from her, his gaze pressing down on her. Recalling the unsolicited kiss in the car earlier, she felt less inclined to engage with him.
Now, feeling uneasy and trapped in an awkward situation, Liz didn't want to get caught in the middle of someone else's emotions and suggested, "Maybe I should swap seats with Florence."
It wouldn't be right to ask Jerome to move.
As she tried to stand, Mrs. Bernice Madden grabbed her right arm.
"Where are you off to, dear?" she asked.
Jerome also reached out, holding the back of Liz's chair in place.
Unable to stand up and being pulled back down by Mrs. Madden, Liz found herself sitting again.
Jerome glanced at Andrea, "Andrea, grandma enjoys Liz's company. Let's just keep her happy. Besides..."
He paused, directing his gaze towards Remington, "You might not be aware, but Liz and Mr. Dashiell are currently separated."
Andrea looked shocked, "How come? Mrs. Dashiell looks ready to have the baby soon."
Nelson was equally surprised, his brows furrowing as he turned to Remington, his expression slightly darkening.
He had always admired Remington
for his achievements and steady demeanor. But to hear of his wife, heavily pregnant and contemplating separation, it suggested a grave misstep by the man involved!
Nelson, a man who had dedicated his life to his family and spouse, had little tolerance for men who shirked their responsibilities.
Mrs. Madden, still holding onto Liz, immediately glared at Remington, "I knew it. Archie, he's been bullying Elsa! Kick him out!" Trying to calm his wife, Nelson said, "Don't rush. Let me have a word with him."
He addressed Remington, "Mr. Dashiell, forgive my bluntness. Though it's my first time meeting Liz, Jerome told me she savedNôvelDrama.Org holds © this.
Andrea and even helped my wise!
today These acts alone show she's a kind-hearted soul. You're missing out on recognizing the good in front of you. Wait till she finds happiness elsewhere, and you'll regret it!"
Jerome's words put Remington on the spot.
Liz had only just met the Maddens, but their protection and concern warmed her heart, even if it was under the mistaken belief that she was someone else.
Remington, usually aloof and accustomed to command, was seldom on the receiving end of life advice. Liz worried his response might embarrass the elderly couple.
To her surprise, Remington didn't
show any signs of irritation or
coldness. Instead, he offered Nelson a respectful and courteous smile, adopting the posture of an eager learner. "Sir, you're right. I've made mistakes that hurt my wife deeply, and Tregret them deeply now. Your enduring love story is the envy of Zion City, and I admire it. Please, allow me to toast to your wisdom. Could you share some advice with me?"