Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 85

Remington’s eyes were glued to the glass tank, his hand clutching the phone so tight his veins were popping

out.

He looked calm and collected, but his jaw was set in a hard, barely contained anger.

“Who told you the kid’s mine? I’m not planning on getting divorced, so back off!”

He cut Hanna off with a cold voice and hung up the phone without another word.

His gaze never left the figure in the glass tank, and he took another step closer, his face turning even sourer.

Cedric seriously wondered if, in the next second, Remington would ball up his fists and smash the tank to pull his wife out with his bare hands.

“Mr. Remington, please keep your cool!“, Cedric pleaded.

Remington gritted his molars to keep from losing it right then and there, and barked, “Clear the area, now!”

“Mr. Remington, you’re making a big scene: keeping Lizetta’s mermaid gig under wraps is gonna be tough.”

A vein in Remington’s forehead twitched, perhaps his stare was too piercing because Lizetta turned over, and when she glided to the other side, she met his gaze.

She froze for a moment, a stream of bubbles escaping her lips.

He was stone–faced, but Lizetta felt like his eyes were throwing daggers.

She got a little flustered and quickly turned her gaze to the group of kids plastered to the outside of the tank. giving them a wink.

water a hundred or so times, Lizetta was gasping for air and

fully emerge, a large hand reached into the water, grabbed her arm tightly,

water, Lizetta’s eyes stung, her face

eyes.

the familiar strength and height instantly told her who it

doing? Put me down, I’m not done

soaking wet, her skin bare, her seaweed–like hair clinging to her face

as pitiful and vulnerable as a real fish out of water, igniting a predatory desire to

depths,

pissed off right now! If you don’t want to be stripped

by his ominous tone and gradually stopped struggling.

a glance before Remington’s terrifying look made him quickly turn away, not daring to

the blanket and wrapped Lizetta up, striding out as the path

the bodyguard already holding the car door

into the car and

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immediately tried to throw off the blanket and escape.

her, slamming the car door shut, and at the same time, his large hand pinned

right now: what the hell are you doing?”

under Remington’s grip, his handsome face stormy, his voice cold.

“Get lost!”

driver wasn’t Cedric, and had been completely flabbergasted at seeing Remington bring a mermaid into

car.

he bolted out of the car, closing the door behind him and stepping back several