Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 151

“I just received a call from Mr. Lucian Dashiell. The lady has been taken to the hospital with a high fever.”

Cedric didn’t even get to finish his sentence before Remington was already on the move.

Cedric scrambled to follow, while Evelina was still trying to catch up, only to see them already stepping into the elevator.

She hustled to catch up but missed the elevator by a hair.

Stomping her foot in frustration, fortunately, at this moment, the waiter she had asked earlier sent her the photo he had taken.

Evelina’s expression softened as she looked at the photos, and she quickly forwarded them to Lizetta.

Lucian had to grill Yolanda to get Lizetta’s current address.

He rushed over, knocked for a long time with no answer, then got the passcode from Yolanda to let himself

1. in.

Inside, Lizetta was indeed out of it with fever.

Lucian scooped her up into the car, wrapped an ice pack in a towel for her forehead to cool her down, and by the time they were near the hospital, Lizetta finally regained her consciousness.

When Remington got to the hospital, Lizetta had just been wheeled into the ward.

The man strode quickly to the ward door and was about to pull it open when he caught sight through the window of Lucian giving Lizetta a drink.

around her shoulder, holding the cup, being super careful with every move

his arm, tilting her head up and taking sips like a

a shared room, and the old lady on the next bed was watching with

your hubby is both a looker

handsome face turned icy, he couldn’t watch or listen anymore, and burst through the ward door.

a gust of cold air, the

her brows slightly, then coolly

*Remi,” Lucian greeted.

took the

of her. Thanks for tonight, it’s getting late,

was a bit worried and stood his ground.

high fever and the atmosphere being as it

gaze grew even colder, “You not

“Alright,” Lucian nodded.

07.200

Lizella leaned over and caught the

fine once I’m done with the IV, Lucian

trouble Remi

looked indifferently

on Hemmation, and thinking of the photo with bright lights and an

husband! Remington’s face shifted, his gaze

remembered how, when I trotta was atch on a child, the