Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 70

“I’ll have a warm glass of milk.”

The server was on the ball and quickly brought over the warm milk.

Lucian grabbed it and handed it straight to Lizetta, “Stomach acting up just now? How come I didn’t know you had a bad stomach?”

Lizetta took the milk and sipped it.

With the warm milk hitting her empty stomach, she felt a lot better.

She turned to Lucian with a grin that reached her eyes, “Lucian, look at you all grown up and caring for others. When did that happen?”

Lucian was barely two years older than Lizetta and they had gone to the same school from elementary through high school.

Back in middle school Lizetta skipped a grade and they even shared a class. By high school, she became Lucian’s senior, but their relationship was always pretty rocky.

They couldn’t stand each other as kids, and Lucian often bullied Lizetta on the sly.

The ice only broke between them in the half–year before Lucian went abroad; they got closer back then because they’ve grown more mature and also due to some incidents.

The Lucian in Lizetta’s memory was self–centered and wouldn’t bother to care for anyone.

“Underestimating me, huh? I’m now a ladies‘ man with fans all over the globe. Think I haven’t changed?”

Lizetta raised an eyebrow and clinked her glass against his.

“Milk instead of booze, here’s to you, Lucian, for chasing your dreams!”

There was genuine happiness in Lizetta’s eyes, but also a touch of melancholy. Her dream of dancing was cut short four years ago.

affair with Remington, Hanna was so ashamed that she hardly let Lizetta step out of the house for two

years.

she married Remington, the idea of dancing in public was even more out of

Lizetta’s hair

“You can dow

too.”

afraid it’s too

too late. Trust me, believe in Lucian.”

in one go, and Lizetta laughed again.

in a cozy and affectionate

over to grab a cigarette case from the table, and leaned back lazily

licked the bottom of the case, knocking out a cigarette which he pinched elegantly between his fingers and tossing the case

pair engrossed in conversation

cold snort; he was about to look for a lighter when Evelina, by his side, already had a flame ready, “Remi, let me.”

1/2

and from up close,

you, but were

isn’t unique to men, and such men are fatally attractive to women.

slightly. Just when she thought

slightly, sharpening the already chiseled lines of his face,

her heart was

in the next second, she saw Remington casually adjust his tie

a look

his neck revealed a

once hot, felt doused with cold

before, so they must have been passionately kissing

a white V–neck T–shirt with a noticeable hickey