The clamor of the banquet hall behind her couldn't make Lizetta turn around. All of it had nothing to with her.
"Lizetta, stop right there! You embarrassment, explain yourself now!"
However, as Hanna's furious voice echoed, Lizetta found her path blocked. She frowned, her expression icy. "Move! The one missing the wedding is your son, not me!"
Lizetta tried to bypass Hanna, but Hanna grabbed her, uttering in exasperation, "Don't bring Remington into this. If you hadn't been so shameless, marrying Remi but pining for his brother, why else would Remington skip his own wedding day!"
Lizetta was stunned, unable to comprehend Hanna's accusations.
Yolanda was fuming too. She stepped forward, pulling Hanna's hand away, and shielded Lizetta, saying, "Listen, lady, the guests are still here. Save yourself some dignity, will you? No need to act like a fishwife."
"This is none of your business, back off!"
Hanna swung a slap at Yolanda. But the latter dodged swiftly, pulling Lizetta back with her.
Missing her target, Hanna stumbled, catching herself on the staircase railing. Fuming, she glared at Lizetta.
Lizetta frowned, "What's with the brother stuff? Explain yourself."
"Playing the innocent, huh? Your dirty laundry's out for everyone to see. You need to clear up this diary mess today! Is it yours? The Dashiell family can't afford this scandal. You go in there and deny it, explain! Hanna said, moving to drag Lizetta back into the banquet hall.
Lizetta had no idea about any diary. She just wanted to leave, "What diary? I don't know."
Hanna sneered, shoving her phone screen in Lizetta's face. She then saw the familiar handwriting displayed on the hall's large screen.
[Today marks day 840 of loving Lucian. When handing in my exam, I realized I wrote your name instead of mine. It seems in my heart, you and I have become one.]
[Today marks day 1069 of loving Lucian. It snowed today, just like my first day at the Dashiell's, making me fall in love with snow because of you. Because of love, wishing to see you every snowy day for years to come.]
Looking at the screen, Lizetta recognized every word; every sentence felt painfully familiar. But pieced together, it all seemed absurd.
She had written a diary, but had carefully hidden it away.
The diary was filled with mentions of Remington, but right now it was replaced by "Lucian". Her and Lucian? Impossible.
"Speak up! Feeling guilty, Lizetta? You never change. Four years ago, you brought scandal to the Dashiell family, and today you've dragged us through the mud again! Get in there and explain yourself." Seeing Lizetta silent, Hanna grew even more enraged.
At this moment, Camille hurried over to mediate, "Hanna, you're Liz's mother-in-law. She and Lucian grew up under our watch. We know their character clearly. We should trust they're innocent. Please, calm down, there must be some misunderstanding!"
"Shut up! Your precious son, look at the mess he's made! Our family's name is ruined because of you, and here you are, playing the saint!"
Hanna raised her hand, slapping Camille across the face. The latter, caught off guard, took the hit squarely.
Lucian had already gone into the banquet hall to understand the situation. It turned out, Lizetta's diary had been unexpectedly displayed on the big screen, causing an uproar.
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