Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 237

“Mr. Remington is finally back on the market, isn’t it, Mrs. Dashiell? My folks have a daughter who’s about to graduate from an hy League school and retum home. Maybe she could join you for a cup of coffee.”

“Let’s not rush into anything”

Hanna’s voice chimed in casually, while Remington’s face was as unreadable as still water. He strode towards the drawing room.

“How can we not be in a hurry? Mr. Remington is pushing thirty, and your former daughter–in–law hasn’t given you any grandkids in two years. Ouchr

In the parlor, three ladies were arranging flowers with Hanna. Mrs Frost was the one speaking.

She hadn’t finished her sentence when she inadvertently looked up and saw Remington at the door.

The man wore a black mask, his expression hidden, which only made him look more stem and intimidating.

Mrs. Frost got such a scare, she pricked her finger on a rose thom, drawing blood.

She tumed pale and gave an awkward smile.

“Mr. Remington.”

Hanna turned her head, equally surprised to see Remington. She quickly put down the hydrangea she was holding, stood up, and greeted him with a smile.

“Remington, what brings you back? Mom was just chatting with friends about your marriage. They’re all very concerned about you.”

was cut off mid–sentence by

as ice, not moving from Mrs. Frost, as he spoke

offspring by laying eggs? Mrs. Frost, no wonder you and your husband have

was notorious for his philandering ways, fathering illegitimate children left and right, yet Mrs.

to the lung. Her face alternated between shades of red

en? What el

utter

known to have thirteen bastards,

thought, Mrs. Frost grabbed her purse and stormed out, humiliated and

swept over the

up to snuff, but she sure beats raising

had been revealed last year not to be her son’s child at all. This scandal was supposed

Remington know?

sour, but before she could say anything,

nervous chuckle, and said apologetically, “Mr. Remington, I misspoke, I’m so leave now.”

her bag and scurried out with her

quickly followed

than a minute, the parlor was left with only Hanna, her face a mask of rigid shock.

clutched her chest, her vision darkening, glaring

guests! Remington, did you come back just

her wonder how she would face the social

eyes were cold as he looked at the deeply embarrassed Hanna.