Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 47

Lizetta had her palm pressed against her belly under the table, eyeing that photo. So that was the kind of smile she had on her face just a moment ago.

Warm and yearning. Yeah, as the days rolled by, she found herself becoming more and more attached.

Aside from Thaddeus, this kid was her only flesh and blood left in the world. And hey, this was her and Remington’s child.

“We gotta figure out a way to get a prenatal checkup at the hospital.”

Yolanda was really stepping up like a worried dad, but Lizetta frowned and shook her head. She didn’t dare go. If she did, she feared that with the Dashiell family’s clout in Zion City, it wouldn’t stay hidden from Remington.

She still wanted to divorce Remington and skip the country ASAP, without any more complications.

Once abroad, it would be easy–peasy when the baby was born. Even if the Dashiell family caught wind of it, by then Remington would probably have tied the knot with Evelina and had their own kiddo, and wouldn’t give two hoots about her baby.

Her phone vibrated on the table. Lizetta glanced at it – Shirley was calling. Lizetta declined without a second thought, and just as she put the phone. down, it rang again.

Yolanda grumbled, “What a pain in the neck, she’s not gonna rest until we run after her with scissors, is she?”

“Ignore her. Aren’t you a sucker for pork? Give it a try.”

Lizetta silenced her phone and set it aside. But peace was short–lived. The screen lit up once again; this time with a call from Hanna.

“Don’t pick up, it’s your mother–in–law, and it can’t be good news,” Yolanda pursed her lips.

over but decided to answer, sensing trouble brewing. And from what she knew about

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more hassle later.

section on the first

she hung up before Lizetta could get a word in. Confused, Lizetta settled the bill with

was packed like sardines, especially

counter.

to follow. Before she

me go!” It was

it sound like a pig

Inside the jade counter, Joseph

“Let go! I’ll call the cops if you don’t. They won’t touch

while Joseph, with one foot on a stool, looked every bit the thug kingpin junior.

are you on, the Dashiell family or hers? Hold her tight, or I will have you pack your bags and hit the road!”

you think you’re worthy? Just keep them paws still, and I won’t hit you! But if you squirm, and I cripple you, don’t blame

Evelina turned ghostly pale, screaming for help, “Shirley! Shirley, save me!”

to grab the hammer

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