Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 17

Lizetta frantically waved her hands, “Grandma Fiona, you got it all wrong. I just caught a chill and got some stomach reflux these past couple of days. I just got tested the day before yesterday; definitely not pregnant. Remington knows.”

Fiona, clinging to hope, immediately whipped her head around to look at Remington, who nodded, “She’s not

pregnant.”

The old lady’s face darkened, and the hand patting Remington’s arm turned into a fierce pinch.

“A man can be all high–flying in his career, but if he can’t take care of his wife, can’t have kids, he’s good for nothing! Tell me, you’re hardly ever home, leaving your lovely wife to fend for herself. What’s the point of having you around?”

Only Fiona could talk to Remington that way; the man looked helpless.

“Lizetta and I are still young; we’re not rushing to have kids.”

“You’re almost thirty; how can you not be in a hurry? I’m back this time, and I won’t rest until I see you two make a baby!”

She laid down the law, “Tonight, you and Liz are moving back to the family house, and you better get busy making that baby!”

“Alright, alright, will do,” Remington agreed.

“What about you, Liz?”

Fiona was pushing for a baby in front of the kid, and Lizetta blushed with embarrassment, worried that the old lady would add more, so she quickly nodded.

“I’ll definitely go back to keep you company, Grandma Fiona.”

Lizetta also wanted to find an opportunity to talk to Fiona about her plans to divorce and study abroad.

evening, Lizetta stepped out of Tempo Dance Studio and saw a familiar luxury car parked

hurried over, opened the door, and slid into the car, telling Cedric to

his paperwork, “Am

just a part–time teacher, and being seen getting into a luxury car could cause unnecessary trouble. Besides, there were two instances before when she took his car to work, and two blocks away from the company building, he’d tell

at the Group for over a year, and no one knew she was Mrs. Dashiell. The one

divorced, and I don’t want any

the document beside him, and

the divorce. Quit your part–time job; come back to work for the company. I’ll pretend your little rebellion these past

when he couldn’t see her bustling around, his work

tone was domineering, and Lizetta, infuriated, picked up the divorce papers that had been thrown back at her.

back to

year, she was willing to do the grunt work at the company because she still had feelings for him. and wanted to make their marriage

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She was tired.

back. I have dreams too. I’m not as you say, that I

being a lousy dance teacher? Even when you break your leg

right foot was propped up, likely in pain. Silly woman, she was just asking

thought back to the phone call she got

was from the Dashiell Group’s entertainment company, offering 200 grand for her new song to be

dreams to the hilt, while

dance! I can live without jewelry. Can’t I leave with nothing if we

on to her, she was still set on divorcing. An icy chill surrounded the man as he grasped