Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 34

Lizetta just felt herself yanked away by a strong force, and the next second, she was enveloped in a comforting and warm embrace.

She breathed in the cool fragrance of the man, like frosty pines on snowy peaks, with a power to soothe the soul.

Lizetta looked up incredulously into Remington’s deep eyes. For a moment, it was as if she could only see her own reflection in his gaze.

“Scared stiff, huh? It’s all good now.”

His large hand caressed the top of her head, and his voice was soft and low.

Lizetta stared at him dumbfounded, feeling her heart racing as if it might burst out of her chest, yet she was unsure whether it was due to his gentleness now or the shock from

before.

She lifted her hand and clung tightly to Remington’s waist.

Evelina, collapsed in Cedric’s arms, turned her head and caught this scene.

In the nick of time just before, she had thrown herself at Remington, yet he didn’t hesitate to toss her aside. If Cedric hadn’t caught her, who knows how embarrassed she’d be right

now.

Evelina even suspected that if she hadn’t been between Remington and Lizetta, he wouldn’t have bothered to toss her aside; his eyes were only for Lizetta!

Now, as Evelina saw Remington and Lizetta in each other’s arms, jealousy burned in the depths of her eyes.

She hurried forward. “How can there be such a lunatic in the hospital? It’s a good thing Remi pushed me away! Oh my God, Remi is hurt!”

to reality by the noise, Lizetta finally noticed

arm.

suit jacket and white shirt were torn, with blood dripping

with

if it weren’t for pushing me out of the

before saving

you okay?”

guy tried to get up but Hogan delivered an extra kick and pinned him down with his hands behind

that security had taken control of the situation, Hogan

at him. “I’m fine, and my senior brother

her waist, and his fingers dug into the soft flesh

Hogan to handle the aftermath, he apologized to Lizetta.

cancer, and was now not eligible for surgery. He begged me on his knees yesterday to operate, but I had to refuse. His son passed away this morning. Sorry for dragging you into this. I’ll have a colleague take

over, then

does it hurt?”

still crying, blocked the

cold as

yet, and your tears aren’t antiseptic, so spare him the extra moisture

a flicker of amusement in his

little cat guarding her food,

a couple of steps, and accused Lizetta with

got hurt because of me, so why can’t

noise, glanced

to her