Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 241

Remington, clearly impatient, yanked Joseph up by the collar.

Remington thought “What’s with this like or dislike stuff? Does he think we’re still in elementary school?”

The mess between him and Lizetta was way too complicated to be summed up with a simple like or dislike

“Remi, you’re beyond help!”

Joseph grunted and shoved Remington away, then bolted towards Lizetta, who wasn’t too far off.

“Liz, you better get a divorce and find someone else to crush on. Liking just one person is way too exhausting. You gotta go for, like, seventy or eighty.”

Lizetta caught him as he ran up to her, squatting down to dust him off.

She rubbed her chest nonchalantly, feeling an odd, hollow sensation there–not painful, but definitely there.

She grinned at Joseph, “Alright, I will give it a shot, try a mixed bag of types.”

Remington turned around and walked over, looking down at Lizetta.

“Liking one person is tiring, liking a whole crowd is gonna be a killer”

Lizetta stood up with a smirk.

“Well, you never know, I might just be capable of loving a bunch of guys.”

She took Joseph’s hand and they started walking away, with Joseph rolling his eyes dramatically at Remington.

Total lost cause. Can’t deal with him!

Remington went ahead and opened the back door of the car for them, then looked at Lizetta.

rii drive you home.”

Evelina had ridden in before, which

If you drive me and then him, it’ll be too late. No need for

Remington’s expression turned serious,

in the car! No way y I’m

herself that it wasn’t like he

home, and he had the nerve to drag her out and make her get

I’m not going back! I want

waist, refusing to let go and cooing for attention, his head burrowed

gotten taller, up to Lizetta’s chest now.

as he pulled Joseph away by the scruff of

up, protesting loudly.

are you the devil or

stem as he slammed the car door r

then Joseph slid down the window,

back

The boys who know how to sweet talk are the luckiest. Liz, let

guy pouted, clinging

to the window, the picture of misery.

Joseph just now, Lizetta had felt how despite his growth, he was still just a bag of bones underneath his clothes, all frail and

empty.

and with her going abroad in a few days, who knew when she’d see

catch a

look at Remington and closed

by the

out. Have him lie down in the back

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