Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 18

“Shoes, you say?”

Remington didn’t utter a word, but his eyes were dripping with sarcasm, as if he was saying, “What else did you think you’d be taking off?”

Lizetta, fuming, turned her head away, ignoring him. The man frowned, forcibly lifted her leg onto his knee to check her injury, and only let go when he saw it was healing well.

The ride back was silent; neither of them spoke a word. When they arrived at the Dashiell family’s mansion, Lizetta opened the car door, ready to get out, when her right hand was suddenly gripped tight.

Turning around, she saw the man lifting her hand and sliding a ring onto her ring finger.

It was the wedding ring that she had taken off and left at Oakridge Heights, along with her earrings.

Lizetta was stunned – after all, this was the first time he’d put the ring on her. They hadn’t had a wedding ceremony; he’d gone abroad the same day they got their marriage certificate and was gone for months.

The wedding ring had been prepared by Fiona; Lizetta had put it on herself and never took it off again, while Remington only started wearing his a year later, after they had resumed marital relations.

To her, the ring symbolized the marriage, but what she ended up defending was nothing more than the cold

shell of it.

Lizetta thought about taking it off, but Remington suddenly intertwined their fingers, “Grandma’s been unwell lately; don’t be so headstrong!”

knuckles pressing hard, causing a slight pain where the wedding ring

trying to scare her, but upon entering the

were in handfuls, the dosage not like before. Lizetta didn’t dare bring up divorce

Hanna and Remington’s father Nathan came

disdain, “Making a fuss about divorce and

kitchen, Hanna

smiled at her, “Yeah, how could I give up the Dashiell family’s wealth and

only darkened Hanna’s mood further, “You finally admit it. I should show Remington this side of you!” Hanna spun on her

lady’s favorite dishes, leaving the rest to the servants. After leaving the kitchen,

old lady, propped up in bed,

bed, Lizetta took her hand, and the old lady asked,

Fiona about her

old lady’s eyes were so sad and worried, as if she had aged

lips moved, but the words wouldn’t

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Chapter 18

we’re doing good Right, honey?” Head

breath brushed against her ear, sending a tingling sensation straight to her heart. It was the first time he called her “honey“, and even if

murmured, “Yeah, we’re good.”