Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 7

“Pfft.” Lizetta choked and coughed.

She looked guilty as sin, and Remington’s eyes grew grimmer, “Spit it out!”

Lizetta hurriedly put down her glass of water, “Is it that I can get pregnant by magic, or do you have some kind

of special talent to reproduce remotely? Which time did you not take proper precautions?”

Her tone became inevitably tinged with bitterness and annoyance towards the end.

“Sharp–tongued, aren’t you!” Remington chuckled ironically.

But he probably also thought it was impossible for her to be pregnant and didn’t pursue the topic further.

He knelt on one knee beside the bed, holding her ankle and opened the medical kit. Lizetta didn’t resist, she knew his temperament and that he was stubborn.

As a husband, he didn’t love her, but as a brother, he was almost perfect. He rested her right foot on his knee, holding her pale ankle and used tweezers with iodine to clean the wound.

He did this with a grace and dignity all his own. She watched him, feeling like she was transported back fourteen years when he carried her bloodied self home, and she wouldn’t let a doctor near her because of her trauma.

The young man squatted in front of her bed, gently treating her wounds.

“Don’t be scared, Liz. I will protect you. We won’t let you get hurt again, okay?”

It had been a long time since they had shared such warmth and closeness. Four years of cold distance was enough to show he didn’t love her!

Remington finished bandaging her up and pulled something out of the medical kit, tossing it to Lizetta.

“Go test yourself.”

a pregnancy

eaten anything this afternoon,

man cut her off.

of her being pregnant, wasn’t he? It made sense; he had never wanted

up the pregnancy test and dragged her weary body into the bathroom.

handed the test to Remington, “One line – not

with a cool gaze and an icy voice, “It’s

resort, and having a baby was probably an

the study. You better reflect on

test thrown in the trash can, her legs gave

next day, Lizetta woke up to the bright daylight. She moved slightly, felt something against her ear on the pillow, and sure enough, her hand found a

gardenia–shaped earrings with

back to her in the end. Lizetta’s

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she found her bag had been

you

“Huh?”

son expanding his territory and triumphantly returning with a beautiful artist. And a bunch of clueless netizens

the cash, had organized a few solo concerts for her abroad.

and acting all high and mighty, they have no idea. You have a solid five or six million real fans

never snobbish