Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 6

But this just made it even harder for Lizetta to swallow, it was downright pathetic

Her eyes were blazing with fury. “Yeah, I wanted kids before, but now, no way, no how! I’m still young, why should I go off the deep end and pop out babies for some old geezer! I’m not playing tricks, I’m dead serious about getting a divorce!”

“Ha, divorce? Screw up, trash my stuff, and then wave divorce in my face like some kind of threat! Don’t forget how you landed the title of Mrs. Dashiell. You gotta earn the right to even talk about splitting up”

He just laughed off her words, not even finding them funny. He seemed livid, a vein throbbing on his forehead as he gripped her chin and commanded.

“Take it back!”

“Or what? I’ll spit in your face and we’ll see if you can take that back, Lizetta shot back defiantly, locking eyes

with him.

In the distance, the glare of approaching headlights shone, casting a pale light on Lizetta’s ashen face and her nearly bare, alabaster body. She was terrified and tried to dodge out of the way, but Remington held her shoulder firmly. The light grew brighter, and he watched her disheveled helplessness with malicious

amusement.

Lizetta was shaking and cowering, wisely yelling out, “I’m sorry!”

The next second, the man grabbed a blanket and wrapped her up in it haphazardly, while Lizetta scrambled to the side in a panic.

He let her crawl away, picking up the shredded dress and shaking it out in disbelief.

Of course, no earring would fall out. Only then did Remington believe that the earrings were truly gone.

you, growing a backbone! Lizetta, there’s a limit

over some petty issue, and had the guts to bring

divorce.

out of the car, slammed the door hard, and headed

shut, scared that if she opened her mouth, she would burst

her, and would never see her scars. Even now, he still thought

up

just to let go of the

at her through the rearview mirror, feeling

at him and begged for forgiveness when he got

at the villa, Remington carried Lizetta,

one was home, and

sound of running water filled the space, and Lizetta struggled to lift her head. “What are you doing?”

no

in the tub was shallow and a bit cool, Lizetta’s right leg was propped on the edge of the tub, her legs forced apart in a humiliating

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pull her leg back, but

and get out to

that, not lingering any longer.

and Lizetta collapsed from exhaustion. On the balcony, Remington tore off his

into the phone, giving

Lizetta still had the earrings on; it wasn’t hard to guess