Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 26

She was clutching an ice pack to her face, hissing in pain, “I’m so jealous that sis has you totally doted on her, allowing her to act recklessly.”

Evelina’s recent actions had been careless, and she was already at fault. Now wasn’t the time to play the sympathy card, let alone adding fuel to the fire.

April thought Evelina was out of her mind. She stealthily tugged at Evelina’s sleeve, then turned with a warm smile to Remington.

“Is this breakfast for Evelina, Mr. Dashiell? That’s so sweet of you! Evelina just had a bit of an upset stomach this morning, and we were just about to get something to eat.”

She reached out to take the insulated container from Remington’s hands.

The breakfast was actually something Remington had bought for Joseph, but he had just seen Lizetta also bringing breakfast for Joseph.

Seeing April’s misunderstanding, he didn’t bother to correct her and simply let go.

Evelina immediately sat up with joy, “Remi, what did you get? Can I have some too?”

But Remington cut her off, “I’ve got things to do. Keep it together, will you? Don’t just run around caus

trouble.”

With that, he was out the door in long strides.

As the hospital room door closed behind him, Evelina’s smile was still frozen on her face. April opened the food container, revealing a colorful, childlike array of sushi. Just then, the pain on her face flared up again, making her so mad she slammed down the spoon she had just picked up and dialed her mother, Elara Hawthorne.

immediately noticed the swelling on her daughter’s face.

this to you?!”

face, “Mom, it was just an accident.”

you got slapped!” Elara

it from your

the elevator, but when it was too slow, he stepped into the stairwell and climbed five

was there

“Where’s your sister–in–law?”

off,” Joseph

glance before turning

a face. What a

womb, indeed, can only bring forth one

called Lizetta twice, but she

at the Starlight Group, Cedric

the people from the Temple Group have arrived, and the meeting is

he ran into Timothy Temple,

an old friend of Remington’s, a playboy with a different style but equally superior in stature.

scrutinized Remington for a moment, hands in pockets, and with a lift of his eyebrows, teased, “Tsk, Remi, you’ve got a dark cloud over your forehead, must be in

by, coolly retorting, “I predict you’ll suffer

a temper. They really did

followed Remington, not daring to tease further, and got

proposal,