Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 25

The familiar voice broke the silence, and Lizetta looked up to see Remington striding over.

Impeccably dressed in a sharp suit, sunlight spilling over his broad shoulders, he still carried an air of regal composure, though he was holding a lunchbox in his hand.

Early in the morning, he had gone to get breakfast for Evelina.

Lizetta watched him approach, a chill running through her veins, slowly freezing her heart.

“Evelina, what happened? How could you just hit someone like that, don’t you know she’s pregnant!” Evelina was on the ground, clutching her stomach, looking like she couldn’t get up. April was holding her, condemning Lizetta.

The commotion had already drawn a crowd, all pointing fingers at Lizetta.

In an instant, she had become the target of public censure, Lizetta stood there numbly.

Remington was quickly upon her, his expression stern as he fixed his gaze on Lizetta. “What’s going on?”

Lizetta stiffened her neck. “I didn’t hit her, and I certainly didn’t push her!”

“Oh, so she was knocked over by a breeze?” Remington’s eyebrows knitted together.

In her heart, Lizetta was like, ‘Well, yeah, she was.

At that moment, Evelina, supported by April, got up. She looked pained but tugged at Remington’s sleeve.

“Remi, don’t blame sis, it’s just that I’ve had a poor appetite recently and got dizzy from low blood sugar.” But her expression was all wrong, not matching her words at all.

Lizetta couldn’t stand her damsel–in–distress act and said coldly, “You heard her, right? She lost her balance on her own. Can I go now?”

seem more fragile and

damsel–in–distress required a certain natural talent.

turned to leave, but her wrist was yanked back. Caught off guard by the man’s forceful pull, she turned

“Apologize.”

“Sis, I’m fine. Just say ‘sorry‘ casually, so Remi

incredulous that he was demanding an apology from her under these circumstances.

let out a sarcastic laugh. “Apologize? Sure.”

swung her hand,

sharp smack set off gasps all around.

came to her senses, she

arms.

“Remi.”

this time aiming for Remington’s face.

neither the scoundrel nor the

a fierce grip, his face ashen, his

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Chapter 25

Don’t make me say it

even notice Evelina clinging to him.

a slap to

mistress while treating her like dirt, repeatedly demanding

back furiously, her

sides of her face, and next time you try to slander

stiffened in Remington’s arms,