Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 89

Remington’s handsome face was the picture of calm, his deep eyes cooling as he fixed them on Lizetta.

“Mrs. Dashiell, you’re such a sport, always looking out for me. Since that’s the case, if Granny isn’t a fan of Eve, could you maybe put in a good word for her, help me sway her?”

Lizetta was floored; she was already bending over backwards, and now Remington had the nerve to ask her, his actual wife, to pave the way for his mistress.

She clenched her fists, taking a deep breath to keep from planting one right in Remington’s smug face.

For the sake of the divorce, she bit her tongue.

“Fine, I’ll do my best.”

Who would’ve thought, after agreeing, Remington’s face would turn even colder. He suddenly stood up, looming

over her.

“Most Touching Character of the Year – they should really create a Devoted Wife Award just for you.”

Lizetta was livid. If this guy wasn’t her brother, she’d be drawing circles and hexing him to drop dead in the street in a minute.

Remington stormed out, slamming the door behind him, leaving them at odds once again.

In the car.

Seeing Remington with a frosty look on his face, Cedric internally sighed for what felt like the thousandth time.

Couples‘ fight didn’t last long, but here Remington and his lady were, taking their spat to a hotel, and still no make–up in sight.

was starting to wonder if the boss

you want me to get Mrs. Dashiell’s belongings from

glanced over, “You got nothing

Remington had it in him to leave his penniless

opening WhatsApp and the chat with Lizetta, a mocking sneer at the sight of the red

find out what I asked you to?”

phone, and Cedric sat up

“Got it

is juggling three jobs. Apart from the mermaid gig at the restaurant, she’s also a dance double on a set and teaches private

jobs didn’t seem too shady, Remington stayed silent for a

“Leave it be.”

video of Mrs. Dashiell’s mermaid performance, and it’s gotten quite hot.

into a

closed his eyes, clearly done

memories of teaching Lizetta to dive, back when she was a

1/2

after her exams.

She wa

daring and a quick leamer, and thanks to her dance training, she had strong lungs and

dressed up as a mermaid to swim with dolphins, insisting

the hotel, she’d curl up at his feet, flipping through the photos.

meeting, a note slid under the table

I make a pretty mermaid?]

him chuckle, and he scribbled a reply