Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 12

“Don’t kid yourself, girls these days are running the show. In our class, Lisa and Leo were an item, but when Leo shared his only piece of chocolate with Ella, Lisa dumped him after class and hooked up with Jerry. She even ratted Leo out to the teacher for sneaking his phone into class to play games. Now Leo’s parents are being called in! Scary, right?”

Remington couldn’t care less about the drama over a piece of chocolate. He stood up, his gaze slightly darkening, “Zip it!”

Joseph was still a bit scared of him, pouting and muttering. “You’ll regret this.”

Lizetta was peeling an apple when a pair of arms reached around from behind and tightened around her waist.

Her back was suddenly pressed against the broad, firm chest of a man, and his scent filled her nostrils.

Lizetta stiffened, and Remington rested his head on her slender shoulders, his voice cold and low in her ear, “Who’re you planning to hook up with after dumping me?”

Lizetta pressed her lips, “Once we’re divorced, it’s none of your business who I’m with!”

“We’re not getting divorced!”

He said it with such conviction, as if Lizetta had no say in the matter concerning their marriage.

Lizetta slammed the fruit knife into the apple, “Whether we divorce or not isn’t just up to you.”

She broke free from Remington and left the room with the fruit plate, grabbing her bag on the way out and patting Joseph on the head.

“I’ll come to see you tomorrow.”

Joseph blinked, “Liz, you’re not going home with Remington?”

got here; let him spend some time with you,” Lizetta didn’t glance at Remington, who was emerging. from the kitchen, and walked

The door closed, and Joseph’s

just do what

about to leave, and of course, Joseph wouldn’t stop him but couldn’t help worrying.

little; she’s easy

left the hospital room, he ran into a nurse pushing a

eyes and instructed Cedric, “Check into Joseph’s illness.”

a common cold, why

classes, Lizetta’s foot injury

catch the subway after leaving the hospital, but severe foot pain made her call

against a tree,

to a stop, the window halfway down. Under the dim light before the street lamps were lit, the driver’s chiseled profile and cool, jade–like

glanced over, “Come home

if it was her decision to divorce that made her feel so distant from him, despite

her head at Remington, “I’ve ordered a ride, and I’ve already moved my stuff

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back.”

the steering wheel a few times, a sign of his growing impatience.

get in the car;

for fourteen years, but he never fell for

shook her head firmly at Remington, “Check your schedule and let’s