Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 82

Lizetta was ready to hightail it out of there with Remington and Jenny in tow.

But out of the blue, Remington grabbed Lizetta’s wrist, his voice icy as a winter lake.

“What’s the rush, Lizetta? Got a guilty conscience?”

Lizetta glared at him, her lips twisted in a mocking sneer.

“Ha, why you getting all worked up? Wishing I was knocked up so you could hustle me into an abortion clinic and get it done then and there?”

Remington’s forehead vein was doing a little dance. “You know it!”

Lizetta’s breath caught in pain, she shook off his grip. “Too bad, your hopes are dashed.”

Remington let go and takes a step back.

Lizetta felt a wave of relief, but it was short–lived when she caught him giving Cedric the side–eye.

“Fetch the doc, will you?”

Clearly, he wasn’t born yesterday and wasn’t taking her word for it.

Cedric was on it like white on rice, and the same doc who’d checked out Lizetta earlier was back at the double.

Lizetta was frozen, the chill in her veins thickening as the doctor approached.

“My wife’s got a bit of a tummy ache, could you check her out again?” Remington didn’t even wait for the docto get close before stepping up.

as a fox; any doc would make a

palms were sweaty, head bowed, blood running cold.

Weren’t you fine just now?

the doc urged, reaching for

Don’t stand there, take a

with an apologetic smile for the

mean to waste your

the doc’s puzzled.

at Remington, “Satisfied, Mr.

seemed 90 percent convinced, gave the

it was a

doc scooted off, Remington

Ms. Abbott, I’ll drive

an edge to her voice, helping Jenny out

until the doors shut did she let her guard down, fear

Jenny

deep breath, steadied herself, shook

“Thanks for that.”

hubby’s a looker. Who’d have thought, with looks like that, he’d

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lip, still hearing his icy “get rid of it echoing in her ears, treating their baby like

was bale, Jenny’s

doc in on it