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?”

made Evelina seem more fragile and

damsel–in–distress required a certain natural

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

“Apologize.”

urged, “Sis, I’m fine. Just say

with Remington, incredulous that he was demanding

sarcastic

nodded, then suddenly swung her hand,

off gasps

senses, she cried out and

arms.

“Remi.”

hand again, this time aiming for Remington’s face.

the scheming woman

fierce grip, his face ashen, his

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me say it a third

didn’t even notice Evelina clinging

was like a slap to

husband defending his mistress while treating her like dirt, repeatedly demanding she apologize.

back furiously, her

face, and next time you try to slander

in Remington’s arms, instinctively