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.

of forty minutes, and after diving in and out of the water a hundred or so times, Lizetta

the water, grabbed her arm tightly, and yanked

eyes stung, her face dripping, and she couldn’t open her

eyes.

water and into the man’s arms, the familiar strength and height instantly told her who it was. She

doing? Put me down,

arms was soaking wet, her skin bare, her seaweed–like hair clinging to her face and neck, her tail

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

was as dark as the depths, his voice colder than the pool

you don’t want to

was scared stiff by his ominous

only got a glance before Remington’s terrifying look made him quickly turn

wrapped Lizetta up, striding out as the path

Lizetta out of the restaurant, with the bodyguard already

was stuffed into the car and plopped onto the

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to throw off the

at the same time, his large

I’m working right now: what the

Remington’s grip, his handsome face stormy,

“Get lost!”

and had been completely flabbergasted at seeing Remington bring

car.

of the car, closing the door behind him and