Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 68

Lizetta stood there, with hands on her hips, silenced and stiff as a board after Remington’s warning, and she gave Lucian a reluctant nod.

“Alright, I’m heading in.”

As Lucian walked away, Lizetta immediately gave Remington a stomp on the foot and shoved him hard.

“Back off!”

She had managed to make herself throw up in time, but the alcohol had infiltrated her system, causing her to wobble a bit.

Remington pulled her back and cradled her slender waist with his large hand, plopping Lizetta onto the sink counter and enveloping her with his arms.

Remington had a stern look on his face, with his gaze fixed on her, and his thin lips curled up in an indescribable

sneer.

“What’s the matter, am I cramping your style and interrupting your little walk down memory lane?”

Lizetta was enveloped by his breath, the familiar cool scent mixed with sweetness, unmistakably Evelina’s perfume.

The nerve of this guy, acting like she was the third wheel to his little fling, and now he has the gall to turn the tables on her.

Lizetta tried to back away in disgust. “Yes, I’ve already cleared the way for you by hiding out here. You got your awkward moment, and I’ve had my drink, so what more do you want, chasing me down to this spot?”

The mirror on the wash basin cast a cold light on Lizetta’s pale face, making the hints of red flush from the alcohol on her cheeks look unnaturally vivid.

her ear, then used the back of his hand to touch her sweaty forehead, frowning.

so pale? Did I force that drink

exasperation, “Am I some kind of masochist,

her head away, not wanting to look at him, but he grabbed her chin firmly and

there; you’re Mrs. Dashiell, and who would dare

him, or even just given

up at the welcome party. He hadn’t even blown up at her yet, and here she was acting all

and disdain in her eyes, and thinking about how she had lit up at another man just moments before, a chill grew in the depths of

for

kick him away

lean back and,

thrown that drink in Cassius‘ face to truly live up to the title of

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sitting next to him, it was clear who

ridiculous trying to pull rank

a try.” Remington raised an eyebrow.

she also arguing pointless. She was still worried

said. “I’m feeling a bit off, and I want to go home. Consider that drink as my apology

brow furrowed slightly. “What are

his genuinely puzzled expression, she was