Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 35

Lizetta glared at him; her almond–shaped eyes almost popped, “Can’t you tell that I’m talking about taking gunpowder?”

Remington raised an eyebrow, “If you’re so full of fire, just don’t blow me up with you.”

Lizetta was fuming, but the head nurse couldn’t help but let out a chuckle.

Worried she might shake and hurt Remington further, Lizetta quickly told her, “Easy does

It.”

The head nurse, a woman in her forties, couldn’t help but smile at Lizetta and said, “You’re all bark and no bite, sweetie. Relax, I’m a pro. Won’t hurt your boyfriend. Besides, he’s a big boy, can’t he handle a little scratch?”

By then, Remington’s sleeve was cut open, revealing his wound.

It was a good ten centimeters long cut, with his skin peeled back, which was quite bloody

to behold.

Lizetta’s heart clenched, and she bit her lip. “That looks pretty bad, how can you say it’s nothing? Nurse, please, no more chatting.”

She was more nervous than the head nurse, and even more than the injured Remington.

The head nurse found it amusing, while Remington, somewhat resigned, reached out with. his uninjured hand and clasped Lizetta’s neck from behind.

With his warm touch, Lizetta was pulled into his chest, with her forehead against his heart. She couldn’t see anything, and Remington’s voice came from above, tinged with. laughter, “It’ll be over soon.”

“Oh.”

Lizetta nestled in his arms, listening to his steady and strong heartbeat, and for some reason, she felt a tinge of sourness in her nose.

the nurse quickly

to stitch this up.”

tried to lift

“Don’t move.”

tingling sensation made Lizetta soften again, and

been a drama queen, sorry

after finishing the stitching

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colleague and said with a smile, “You’re lucky, having a girlfriend who cares about you so

moved again, and Remington’s thumb brushed her earlobe, pinching the

“She’s my wife.”

a bit surprised, mainly because Lizetta looked just like a

finished bandaging Remington, she stood up

cherish her, roping her in so

She looked up at him with a barely suppressed smile in her

meeting her smiling eyes, whose curving looked

His tone softened.

blinked, “The nurse was implying you’re robbing the cradle, didn’t you catch

comment was to take good care of her, yet she sure knew

down, brushing his nose

the intimate space and filled it with a

are

voice trembled despite

just how tender this grass

and annoyed, pushed him

I asked Cedric to tidy up for you. Head back to Oakridge