Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 22

Threads of allure, tugging at his heartstrings.

A surge of restless fire shot straight to his lower belly, roaming through his body, turning into an unquenchable heat that surged out through his nostrils.

Remington jerked his head up.

Damn, what had grandmother give him to drink? His nosebleed was flowing as if he’s caught some dreadful disease!

Lizetta lay on the bed, phone in hand. Thinking of Lucian’s room being cleaned up, she decided to google some information about Lucian.

A flood of headlines popped up on the Internet.

#Seraphine Realm’s Racing Prodigy #

#A Whirlwind Life of the First F1 driver #

#Ardentia’s Most Promising Racer #

#23–year–old Lucian Bags a Milestone Point in His F1 Debut, Ready to Return Home#l

Lizetta’s lips curled up as she read, her eyes shining with pride, joy, and envious aspiration.

It wasn’t until she heard noise from the bathroom that she hurriedly flipped her phone face down on the nightstand, pulled the covers to feign sleep.

Remington, toweling off his hair, walked toward the bed, noticed the glowing phone screen, and reached out to

turn it off.

He paused as he inadvertently saw the content on the screen.

The man glanced at the woman on the bed, her eyes tightly closed, his expression indiscernible.

Lizetta, with her eyes closed, stiffened at the sound. Remington definitely knew she was faking sleep.

Just as she was about to open her eyes in annoyance, the man didn’t expose her. Instead, he put down the phone and seemed to head to the balcony. Lizetta opened her eyes to see his blurred figure leaning against the railing, his robe fluttering in the wild wind, with a dot of crimson at his fingertip.

Out there with the lightning and thunder, and he’s lighting up a smoke. When did his nicotine addiction ramp up?

She didn’t give it much thought and closed her eyes again. certain that Remington knew she was pretending to sleep.

The bed dipped behind her, but she didn’t pay it any mind.

After all, they had been married for two years, and even after their intimate moments, Remington would usually sleep in another room.

Tonight, with Fiona watching, they had to sleep together, but she was well aware of their boundaries, they would definitely sleep separately.

Just as she was about to fall into deep sleep again, the man’s strong arms suddenly wrapped around her waist from behind and gently pulled her in.

Lizetta was drawn into the man’s warm embrace, and through the thin fabric, she could clearly feel the scorching heat of his body and the firm lines of his chest and abs.

He had taken off his robe.

The man’s slightly hoarse voice was right by her ear, “Asleep?”

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The thunder rumbled again, and while the wind howled outside, the temperature inside rose rapidly

Lizetta instantly awoke, her heart pounding as loud as the thunder outside.

As she was still bewildered, the man’s lower half pressed against her.

pressed against Lizetta’s hip, and her mind went

stiffened, her voice

lingered on the tender skin behind her ear, his voice husky to the

to avoid his scorching

do you

adorable, like a proud cat refusing to

sensitive skin behind her ear, his voice huskier

know why my grandma gave me that

it be because I

first year after their marriage, he hadn’t touched

tried every

dropped, leaving her

would get a taste and crave more, but even after breaking his celibacy, he barely touched

each lasted so long and exceeded the usual count,

was the bane of

Ha, I’d be letting you down if I didn’t live

pinned Lizetta beneath him, his overwhelming pheromones enveloping her

raising her hands, “Don’t! I don’t want this!”

not satisfying you, talking about divorce? From today on, let’s make up for

open the

woman’s face, making it stand out against the night

making her eyes look especially pitiful

truly didn’t want it.

understood at

burned that divorce agreement, her mind was set on splitting

in his eyes vanished in an instant, replaced by a frosty edge as he fiercely grasped

want if not me in my

tears as she glared

Her nose felt sour as she remembered the nights she had waited for him, how he had left her

over him and they were about to divorce, why was he provoking her again?

with every fiber of her being, her eyes glistening

handsome face was somber as he stared at her intently. Just as Lizetta felt like she was

relief, though her heart was heavy with an indescribable sadness.

forcing

and just when she thought Remington had fallen asleep, his icy

getting divorced.

breath hitched and she opened her eyes; it took

“But…I miss Remi.”

to treat her with

find her brother

become unrecognizable to

softly, and the man behind her said

her, but then she heard the sound of the wall

knock.

eyes moistened in an instant.

Evelina; they were all over

the tears she had

back to when she was eight, nearly beaten to death, leaving her with severe psychological trauma. It was probably

Remington would rush to her side, comforting her until she calmed down and fell asleep peacefully in his

arms.

Remington turned over in bed and kicked

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the floor with a pillow, her forehead swollen into a large lump,

temper. He nearly lost it and with

the next day, as soon as he fell asleep, there was a rustling behind him again; not daring to come closer, as soon as she was discovered, she would hold a pillow and shrink at the foot of the bed, not daring to make a sound, biting the corner of

options, Remington had another bed set up right next to his, with a folding screen in between. Even so, there would always be an

City spent his whole adolescence with a princess bed in his room, even taking on the role of a nanny