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.”

cut off mid–sentence by Remington.

as ice, not moving from Mrs.

your husband have

notorious for his philandering ways, fathering illegitimate children left and

Mrs. Frost like a dagger to the lung. Her face alternated between shades of red and

en? What el

but couldn’t utter

was known to have thirteen bastards, and now eighteen?

stormed out, humiliated and

gaze then swept over

might not be up to snuff, but she sure beats raising someone

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

did Remington

she could say anything, Remington’s gaze had

shivered, quickly mustering a nervous chuckle, and said apologetically, “Mr. Remington, I misspoke,

scurried

quickly

left with only

vision darkening, glaring

you come back just to drive me

wonder how she would face the social circle from now

he looked