Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 105

familiar woody scent of a man hit Lizetta before she could even get a good look at

but she knew instantly who it was.

She furrowed her brows, yet Remington reached out, his big hand pressing against her forehead.

Feeling under the weather? You look like death warmed up, yet here you are out dining with folks.”

Lizetta had taken a cold bath last night, slept terribly, and even had a nightmare. Pregnant and having decided to keep the baby, she hadn’t bothered with makeup since, and it showed, although she still looked pretty stunning..

Lizetta brushed Remington’s hand away with a cool, indifferent voice, “I’m fine. Mr. Dashiell, busy as a bee, managed to make time for lunch with others too, right?”

As soon as she finished speaking, her chin was lifted by the man, forcing her to meet his gaze. The lighting in the corner was poor, and with the man’s head bowed, his handsome features were half in shadow, his pupils oozing danger.

“Mr. Dashiell? My, my, I seem to be donning quite a few hats around you.”

Lizetta gave a fake laugh, “If you don’t like it, I can stick to Remington Dashiell.”

“Pick something more endearing or don’t expect me to let go.”

Lizetta rolled her eyes, “Like what?”

Remington leaned in, his forehead against hers, his deep voice vibrating near her nose. He uttered, “Try ‘honey‘.”

were busted. It’d been two years,

his wife.

her calling him “Remi“, nor was he keen on

gunning for a divorce and he was parading around with Evelina, he suddenly wanted

you

dissatisfied with her reaction, lifted her face higher and planted a punishingly

all this pretty little mouth can do was spout stuff he hated, might as well bite it off and

“You jerk, Remington!” But all that came

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Lizetta thought about how it was all for schmoozing with Evelina, which made

apart, his right thigh pressing into the crook of

derisively and kissed her even

into tears, she heard the sound of high heels. It was Evelina and Shirley coming!

to crash and burn. Lizetta thought to

Remington’s embarrassment, wondering if Evelina would scratch his face. But to her surprise, instead of panicking and pushing her

approaching footsteps. She thought Remington must’ve lost it. Didn’t he hear someone coming?

had to be it. Lizetta stiffened, waiting for Evelina’s screams and frenzy, but.

retreated, chaotic, like

“??”