Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 124

Just got Daniel’s background check; it just came in.

Lizetta glanced back at the car; Yolanda hadn’t even come chasing after them. Clearly, she had been held. back.

Yolanda had got a fiery temper, if she really got into it with the Remington folks, who knew if she’d get hurt.

Lizetta was panting like a deflated balloon, “Fine, I’ll be a good girl and go back with you.”

Only then did Remington lift his gaze to look at her, his deep eyes fixating on her reddened eyes. He was a bit irritated, his voice laced with sarcasm, “No use crying over spilled milk, huh?”

He still made the call, instructing. “Be nice to Yolanda.”

Seeing him hang up, Lizetta wrapped herself in the duvet and huddled next to the car door, silent.

After a while, Remington was the first to break the silence, “Don’t you have anything to say to me?”

Lizetta’s heart skipped a beat; her hands clenching under the duvet. With him so ticked off and asking like that, could it be he found out she was pregnant?

She subconsciously touched her belly, her face a picture of confusion as she turned to look at him.

“What do you want me to say? That I saw your heartfelt confession to Evelina? That I know my place and wish you well?” She tried to change the subject, and she clearly succeeded.

“What heartfelt confession?”

he was being phony, a cold sneer played at the comer of her lips, “I wasn’t

about that scene, Lizetta couldn’t keep her cool, she turned her head away to look out the window again.

because she was still in love with Remington. Any wife who saw her husband publicly declaring love

a startled cry, Lizetta was yanked

a frown creasing his brows.

ever make a heartfelt confession to Evelina at

what it meant! Drone confessions, there might be videos

slightly, “Lizetta, are you illiterate? The most important subject is missing, and you’re

“If not you, then who? Did Evelina

spoke mockingly, but her voice

no one else would be

a gift she wanted to give herself,

the victim, ‘stupid‘ is the only word that suits your pea–sized brain,” Remington mocked.

was not convinced, “Pea–sized

wrong me,

off the hook yet! You were there at the amusement park too, ditching me to

time, under those circumstances, no one would believe him.