Fiona grabbed him and kept her voice low.

"It's Joseph crying, not Liz. Just leave it. They haven't seen each other in a long time, so don't interrupt. Let them have a proper talk."

Hearing that it was Joseph crying didn't ease the tension on Remington's face; instead, his expression instantly darkened.

He shot Fiona a questioning look. Fiona shut the hospital room door securely before dragging a reluctant Remington off to the side.

Fiona nodded and said.

"Yes, Lizetta knows everything about your mother now..."

Remington furrowed his brows, a sudden wave of panic crashing over him.

"Fiona! I was just making progress in winning my wife back! Do you seriously not want great-grandchildren anymore? Were you just annoyed that things were going too smoothly for me?"

Lizetta had only just agreed to give him the official title of boyfriend. Now that she knew about this, she was bound to resent him all over again.

Fiona felt a twinge of guilt and replied.

"Well, your brother happened to overhear what Eartha Porter Madden said. When he found out what happened to Liz, he was so worried he couldn't sleep all night. He sneaked into the back of Tina's car and followed us to the hospital. He insisted on coming up to see her. You have to understand his intentions. Joseph has been so sensitive for the past six months, and he's your own flesh and blood. Since you aren't exactly showering him with affection, did you expect me to stop him from coming up?"

"Then you should have kept him hidden! That little brat is just causing trouble for me."

Remington pressed his lips into a thin line.

Fiona swatted his arm. "What kind of nonsense is that! You can't even coax your own wife, and you're blaming your brother. Besides, you couldn't hide this from Lizetta forever. Hanna is currently receiving treatment in a psychiatric facility. Liz was bound to find out sooner or later."

Remington sighed helplessly. Of course, he never intended to hide it from Lizetta forever.

He had planned to tell her the truth in a few days.

"Coming clean proactively and having her find out on her own are two completely different things, Fiona."

Remington felt a looming crisis that his wife was about to run away again.

Fiona looked at his anxious, frustrated expression, thinking that even if he lost a billion-dollar deal, he wouldn't look this frantic.

She couldn't help but gloat a little, letting out a small laugh.

Remington was speechless.

Was that really necessary?

Seeing his face darken further, Fiona forced herself to look serious again and said.

"Serves you right! Who told you to neglect your beautiful wife for the two years you were married? Look don't think Lizetta is terribly angry I anyway. She was even comforting Joseph.

The one who tied the knot must

untie it. I think Liz is the only one

who can help Joseph heal. If your brother doesn't get past this trauma, he's going to end up severely depressed, just do it for his

and let them talk a bit longer."

Remington frowned deeply. "Fiona, what are you saying? In this entire situation, Lizetta is the one who suffered the most and was wronged the worst."

With that, he turned on his heel, unable to hold back any longer as he strode toward the hospital room.

Fiona watched his retreating back, shaking her head with a smile, a hint of genuine pride in her eyes.

The boy had finally learned how to fiercely protect the woman he loved.

Inside the hospital room.

Faced with Joseph's question, Lizetta offered a warm, forgiving smile.

She ruffled Joseph's hair and gently explained.

"Even without your mother's vicious scheming, I still would have done everything in my power to save you. Unless you knew beforehand that she was going to attack me, would

never blame you..."

Before Lizetta could even finish her sentence, Joseph frantically shook his head and

waved his hands, panic in his voice.