Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 48

Lizetta whipped her head around and saw two rows of security in black swiftly part the rubberneckers.

A tall and imposing man strode over briskly, his sharp gaze piercing through. Lizetta, who was standing off to the side, like an arrow.

Before Lizetta could even gather her wits, Remington’s towering figure had breezed past her like a whirlwind, heading straight for the counter.

“Joseph!”

His voice was deep and icy cold. Joseph, who was startled by his arrival, dropped the hammer he was holding and was about to dive under the chair.

Remington took two quick steps forward, grabbed the boy by the back of his collar, and hoisted the now tall and skinny kid up.

“Remi! I’m sorry! Ugh, I can’t breathe! Liz, save me!”

Joseph was flailing, his tiptoes nowhere near the ground, crying out for mercy. When Lizetta saw Joseph getting the short end of the stick, she rushed over, wrapped her arms around Joseph, and confronted Remington.

“Remi, Joseph’s still sick! Let go of him! He’s already said he’s sorry!”

While she spoke, she tried to pry Remington’s hand off Joseph’s collar with one hand, but the man’s grip was surprisingly strong, his palm and fingers. like iron bars, and Lizetta couldn’t budge it.

neck and face were turning red, his eyes brimming with tears, looking pitifully at Lizetta

her, Lizetta wouldn’t stand for anyone messing with

panic, Lizetta grabbed Remington’s hand and bit down hard on the man’s wrist. She was

because Evelina got a little roughed up, Remington got all fired up and protective? He didn’t

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wishing she could take a chunk out of Remington, tasting the metallic tang of blood

she looked up again, Evelina was already in Remington’s

clung to him, her pale face showing off a

so bad. I’m scared. Boo–hoo. I think my hand’s broken. What if I

on the verge of collapse, and Remington, with a slight furrow in his brows and a chill in his

mess you two

this unfold, Lizetta felt like her blood had turned to ice. She was his wife, but there he went,

humiliated, tugged at her lip, but before she could say anything, Joseph, leaning on her, slid to the ground, eyes shut.

“Joseph!”

ground with him in her arms. She

and Lizetta, thinking of his illness, was filled with

looked to Remington for