Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 156

Hospital parking lot.

The black Cullinan hadn’t even settled into the parking spot before its owner was ordered to scram from the hospital.

Cedric had picked up breakfast this morning and packed it in a thermal container, but didn’t manage to deliver it to the ward.

The tension inside the car was thick enough to cut with a knife. Remington, sitting in the back seat, had his usual poker face, but Cedric could feel a crushing and destructive vibe in the air.

He seriously felt like bursting into tears.

He thought that after the boss cared for the missus all night, they’d kiss and make up today.

But how did things get even worse?

All the way, Cedric was on pins and needles, not daring to utter a word.

Cedric thought the boss being like this would affect his work, but instead, Remington didn’t even go home to change. He headed straight to the Starlight Group.

He immediately got into work mode, and his efficiency that morning was through the roof, more than ever before.

After wrapping up the morning’s work and returning to the office, Cedric reported the afternoon’s schedule.

“Ms. Hawthorne’s solo concert. The lady of the house just called to remind you not to miss it.”

Remington nodded, signaling he got the message

Looks like he’s really going.

be that the boss actually has a

moment, Remington reached out and pulled open the

he took out a

brocade box was the one on hand when Lizetta smashed the cake against the

he found there was a top–notch, heirloom jade bangle from the

gently caressed the bangle, and his

popped on the hand, as if he was about to

quickly suppressed, he eventually placed the bangle back

it would never see its

into the drawer, and the diary that came with it

diary opened, the old pages revealed a familiar handwriting full

1196th day I’ve loved Lucian.

was hied with Lucian’s name

teardrops blurred the handwriting, which was the silent testimony of a young girl’s secret

had learned to write by

to his to write these words, she’d protest

the diary, his gaze heavy with shadows, then he suddenly lifted

The next day.

the Starlight Group for a project meeting. After it ended, he insisted on tagging along with Remington back to his office for a cup of

in the project cooperation

scrunched his face and set it down.

taste different? Don’t tell me you’re messing with me on

took the cup of

not touched his own coffee, Remington paid no mind

soon after, “This is just as bad. Who