Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 130

Plus, in just a couple of days, she had gotta meet Mester Dones, so she was racing again the clock to som out the divorce and get ready to jet off abroad

If she dragged her feet any longer, she wouldn’t be able to hide her baby burg Learing over, she stuted the divorce papers into Remington’s hands and started rummaging through the dove bor forage

But Remington grabbed her wrist and yanked her toward him. Lizette fell into his arms, the seater outing Into her chest so tight she could barely breathe.

“Ha, 3 million ain’t chump change. I don’t need to worry? Are you gonna do prostution? I sure as hell don wanna be sporting a title of being cuckolded before we even split

Lizetta’s face went pale as she lifted her head, her eyes bloodshot as the glared at him. Did he really see fer as worthless, only good for doing prostitution?

“You jerk, Remington!” She yelled, her voice trembling.

Remington Just pinched her chin, his eyes narrowing dangerously, a mocking smile on his lips.

“Are you planning to run to that holier–than–thou Hogan White? Or that wes behind tears bat from yesterday? Or maybe Lucian? Or you’re not planning to let any of them off the ho

“Shut up!”

her wrist. Unable to stap

es

ago that hed pegged her a woman who

Lizetta, leaving visible red marks and soon, trickles of blood, a sanging

open the passenger seatbelt buckle. Grabbing

him.

behind her her back against the steering wheel The cramped driver’s seat left

got some nerve now,

Remington’s eyes, while

turned her head away from him. Yeah, she

brother.

rather be covered in bruises than let a breeze touch

picture of stubbornness, eyes rimmed red,

forcefully turned her face to his, sealing her lips and cutting off her

words.