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.

hand brushing over her eyelids. Lizetta instinctively closed

your eyes hurt?”

reddened corners of her

out just moments ago,

twisted her head away from his touch and opened her eyes, beaming at him with a

hurting. I’m not that

a lie too.

fell to his side, his thumb and forefinger rubbing together as if they can still feel the

remembered when she first came to the Dashiell family–tough yet

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on edge, bracing herself against

would curl up in his arms

exactly Mr. Nice Guy, because his patience was

he would scold her with a

you stand up for yourself when you’re wronged? You’re embarrassing me. Next time, cut the

on her, yet she’d just look at him with those teary eyes and smile like

melted his heart, making him want to shield her under his wings for life, and keep her hidden

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

pinpoint when, but she began to hide herself from him, and the

to cheer her up, unsure what

top of her head, saying, “Go take

from being in his

bathroom.

to face Remington, she nodded and agreed, “Alright, just make sure to