Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 211

Lizetta fluttered her eyelashes and chuckled, “You know what I was thinking about? There was this one time I tied a tie for you. You still remember that, Remi?”

Remington’s Adam’s apple bobbed. Of course, he remembered, but that wasn’t what he wanted to hear.

He felt utterly let down and said coldly, “Nope, forgot.”

Lizetta smiled bitterly inside. She knew it, he must’ve totally spaced on it.

After all, it was a decade ago.

That day was his coming–of–age ceremony. The eldest son of the Dashiell family hitting adulthood was a big deal.

It signaled that the future helmsman of the Dashiell family was finally stepping up, ready to carry the weight of a new era on his shoulders.

Naturally, the ceremony had to be grand and filled with pomp.

The Dashiell family started prepping three months in advance, and that’s when she started bugging Remington about tying his tie on such a significant day..

She asked, and he agreed without a second thought.

For that, she consulted the servants, binge–watched tutorials online, and practiced on dummies, hell–bent on tying the slickest knot for him.

When the day finally came, he was decked out in a tailored tailcoat, looking all dapper and grown–up, like he’d morphed from a boy to a man overnight.

seeing the man by the window, and sorta lost her marbles for a sec. He felt

her over with that familiar grin, and she nervously made

bundle of nerves. She’d been bullied by Hans for two years, and her

jumping, still couldn’t reach Remington’s neck to loop the tie around.

snickered on the side, and

this on purpose! Bend down a bit!” she

then finally bent down.

He scooped

10 05

I’ll stop

for some reason, she was a mess and

antsy, came to check and blew a

hell are you doing! Put her down, I’ll

but Remington didn’t put her

your time,

remembered his indulgent tone

mustered up the courage

does a sister tie her brother’s tie? That’s a wife’s job. Your future wife won’t be happy to hear this. There’s no blood relation.”

off

mountain out of a molehill. If my wife can’t tolerate Liz, we’re better off without her. Besides, I am fine