Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 174

Uzetta felt a jolt in her heart–turns out, he had sniffed out that something was off.

She had already figured that Remington must have got wind of her auditioning for that dance gig.

No wonder he was cool with her slapping Evelina a few times–if he knew Evelina had really screwed up big time by wrecking someone’s future, he’d probably back her to the hilt.

Lizetta kept on with her blow–drying. “You already know the deal.”

Remington fixed his gaze on her, “When were you planning to skip the country?”

Her grip on the hairdryer tightened, “When I bring up divorce.”

“Heh, why keep it under wraps until now; are you scared I’d put a stop to your little escape plan? You sure are something!”

A shadow fell across Remington’s eyes, and it was dark and dense like a forest that light can’t pierce.

So, she had made up her mind a long time ago.

The first time she brought up divorce, she had already burnt her bridges.

His recent disapproval and attempts to keep her have all been a joke.

He really had no clue that the once soft and sweet girl could be so cold and cutthroat, even more than him.

his hair, Lizetta turned off the dryer, and as she was about to set it aside on

Thud.

hairdryer hit the floor.

behind the sofa, hoisted

her chest heaving, and herself still in shock, she exclaimed, “Remington, what the hell are

chest robe was loosely open, and his body was still cold as ice; Lizetta, feeling like she was lying

hand pressed against her lower back, while his gaze bore down on her up

you planning to leave?”

“In a month.”

watching him with a hint

promised, as long as I repay my debt to the Dashiell family, you’d divorce me and let me go, you can’t

cold laugh, then he suddenly gripped Lizetta’s chin, and tilted her face from side to side.

what’s the big

a thick skin or if you

won’t keep begging a woman who’s hell–bent

er heart!

pursed her lips, squirming

you let

remained on her waist, and his eyes were still fixed on her.

you’re hiding

had this nagging feeling that something else was up. Was her aggressive stance tonight

her heart tightened, fearing that if he kept pressing, the secret about the baby would be