Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 78

Lizetta’s face went ice cold, “What if I’m actually knocked up?”

After dropping that bomb, her heart squeezed tight with anxiety.

She thought, Remington, please don’t let me down, our little peanut is listening too.

But the guy’s handsome mug had already turned frosty.

“Just pop the birth control and you won’t get pregnant!”

*There’s no such thing as a surefire bet, what if?” Lizetta clenched her water glass.

Remington looked like he’d rather be anywhere but here, his face oozing impatience, and he snapped, “If you’re preggers, get rid of it! Take the pill!”

Lizetta’s heart felt like it was wrapped in a tight mesh of barbed wire.

She forced a smile, bleak as hell, tipped her head back, fished out the pill, and tossed it into her mouth.

She took a swig of water, swallowing hard.

Slamming the water glass on the nightstand, she grabbed the duvet and got out of bed, took a couple steps but then spun around, fixing a hard stare on the man whose expression was hard to read.

“I misspoke earlier, let’s make it crystal clear, there ain’t gonna be a next time between us!”

Last night might as well have been a dog bite! Jerk!

Lizetta stormed into the bathroom, slammed the door, and spat out the pill she had been hiding under her tongue with vengeance.

glass to rinse, but tears dropped relentlessly

couldn’t figure out why Remington had to be

her only to crush it into dust over

washing up, Lizetta finally calmed down, gently touched her belly, and whispered, “Hey little one, let’s make a deal, let’s pretend that crap we just heard was a fart, vanished, unheard, okay? I love you

bathroom, Remington

what Yolanda had said, Lizetta logged off Twitter and

his arms. The man’s broad shoulders shielded the woman almost completely, leaving only her little

blurry but

Evelina tweeted and tagged

please cooperate, thanks, photo.jpg]

it was

it filled with juice.

photo, identifying the silhouette as

it was exclusive to the Maplewood Club, the

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Mr. Dashiell

the photo after being called out

few hundred thousand followers from

of people eating up the sweetness.

hot and gentle violinist dating the austere, loyal, and smoldering CEO, oh my god, what a perfect combo,

for a childhood sweetheart CEO boyfriend? Asking for a friend,

won’t even let Evelina drink

mingling in the comments, getting praised for being down–to–earth.

main character of that bar incident, she might’ve