Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 197

Lizetta let go of the doorknob and swung around, fishing her phone out of her pocket.

“Gotta give granny a ring.”

Just as she’s about to dial, a man’s slender fingers swooped in and snatched the phone right out of her grasp.

Lizetta looked up, locking eyes with Remington’s deep gaze; his lips were pressed together ever so slightly.

“Is hanging with me really that unbearable?”

Lizetta shook her head hastily, chuckling, “Nah, not at all.”

But Remington can tell she’s fibbing. His brows knitted together briefly as he swallowed the frustration building inside him, and he spoke softly.

“Let’s hold off on that call for a bit. Even if you do call her now, granny’s not gonna open the door for us.”

Lizetta figured that he’s probably right and nodded in agreement.

Silence fell over them again.

Remington was still lounging in a loose–fitting bathrobe, leaving Lizetta clueless about where to rest her eyes. She pursed her lips.

“Drink your tea first.

But Remington stood his ground in front of her without budging an inch. Lizetta looked up, feeling puzzled, as a shadow fell over her.

eyelids. Lizetta instinctively closed her eyes.

eyes hurt?”

gently grazed the reddened corners of

moments ago,

touch tickled, causing Lizetta’s eyelids and lashes to quiver. She twisted her head away from his touch and opened

I’m not that

that’s a lie

thumb and forefinger rubbing together as if they

first came to the

19:44

edge, bracing herself against the world, never crying out

on him; she would curl up in his arms at

exactly Mr. Nice Guy, because his patience was wearing thin often with her

head, and sometimes he would

stand up for yourself when you’re wronged? You’re embarrassing me. Next time, cut the brother act if you’re gonna be such a wimp.”

on her, yet she’d just look at him with

want to shield her under his wings

had to grow up; with her thoughts growing more complex, she no longer spilled them

pinpoint when, but she began to hide herself from him, and the real talk dwindled; now she wouldn’t even show her vulnerability easily.

at a loss on how to cheer her up, unsure

his heart, gently touching the top of her

looked down and sure enough, she’s damp from being in his arms earlier

bathroom.

“Alright, just make sure to drink your tea, I’m off