Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 55

Lizetta held her breath, waiting for the man’s response.

“If I wasn’t concerned about you, what am I doing now?”

His answer was nonchalant, but Lizetta’s heart couldn’t help but race out of control.

His protectiveness, his response, somehow sparked a tiny bit of hope in her heart again.

Her eyes misted over, “When I hit Evelina last time, did you feel sorry for her too? Did you ice her up?”

Remington chuckled, “Take a guess.”

Without a direct answer, that must mean yes!

Lizetta felt like smashing his head in.

She turned around in anger, and Remington’s body pressed closer again.

Faced with him once more, she was cornered between his body and the wall, glaring at him with her head tilted back.

Remington’s lips curved slightly, appearing leisurely composed.

“Caring so much, yet you won’t admit you’re jealous?”

Lizetta thought he was insane, her expression cooling off.

“We’re not divorced yet; you’re my husband. Women do not like being cuckolded either, okay?”

The smile in Remington’s eyes faded slightly, “Since you know we’re not divorced, then move back home.”

Why could he bring this up again? Lizetta wanted to remind him that they would be divorced by now if he hadn’t broken their last appointment.

But Remington preempted her: “I had the bedroom cleaned up, everything’s new – the sofa, the carpets, the bedding.”

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she returned, Lizetta’s face went stone–cold.

a room, but you can’t wash away the filth that’s gotten into my eyes and heart! I’m not coming back,

hard, not expecting him to actually stumble backward, his expression

“Ouch.”

cramped space, his intake of

unbuttoned his shirt cuff

on? Hasn’t your arm

bandage on his forearm,

and she said

many days? What have you been

medication. However, it’s been seven or eight days since this injury, and it’s still bleeding.

illness, Lizetta couldn’t help but fear the worst,

all over her

to rush outside to call

him along. Instead, Remington grabbed her wrist, gave a gentle pull, and Lizetta turned and fell into his arms,

froze, his chin resting on top of her

this worried about

breath, his presence always managing to make her

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talking nonsense,” she

if not as husband and wife, they still had an unbreakable bond of sibling–like

person most wishing

while.” Remington’s chin moved slightly, making Lizetta’s

voice seemed to carry a tone of affection; Lizetta thought she must have made

helplessly, “I’m not a miracle cure that can heal wounds, you know? Stop it, let’s get

know what’s going on. There’s a set of traditional remedies for stopping bleeding and promoting tissue growth. Just do as I say. Now, raise

and Lizetta subconsciously obeyed, raising her