Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 242OHMIBO

Remington eyer Lizetta’s icy face, tightenert tes grip on the steering wheel but let out a light cluble

“Don’t care at all, huh?”

Lizetta glanced at him, meeting his gare, and felt her heart uncontrollably skip a beat.

But her response was linn, “Not a bur”

Once bitten, twice shy, she couldn’t help but suspect he was pulling the wool over her eyes again.

Remington felt as if he’d been struck by an invisible arrow in the chest, and he scoffed softly, saying.

“Great, you just forget how I mined you‘

Lizetta had been called an ingrate by him before, and this comment wasnt far off, but it oddly carried an indescribable extra layer of affection and indulgence

Remington seemed a bit different tonight.

Her ears tingled, her heart raced, she feigned a yawn, and then she closed

“So sleepy, gonna catch some z

Remington didn’t respond, and after a while, he turned to look at the woman’s closed eyes and the slightly trembling lashes, his lips curling slightly

Downstairs now.

Remington leaned over to pick up Joseph, and Lizetta led the way to lay him on her bed.

“There, you better scoot now, just have someone pick up Joseph in the morning.”

Lizetta was quick to shoo him away, not even offering a drop of water as hospitality.

Remington’s paze swept across the small bedroom, settling on two large boxes and a suitcase in the comer

“Packing up already?” he inquired

Joseph stirred on the bed, and Lizetta, worried about waking him, gestured for Remington to talk in the living room.

After closing the bedroom door, she turned and said, “Yeah, slowly getting things sorted.”

about her imminent departure, a gloom

and strode over surprisingly taking a

“Didn’t say you

thirsty, it’s not too much to fetch a

water for me,

water and handed

took it with a

snatched the glass back, saying, “Forget it if you don’t

his tongue but didn’t

took a sip, then declared, “I’m staying over tonight”

1 want it.”

hadn’t expected him to push his luck,

water and get

from the set tonight, there’s no way

divorce papers, for crying out loud!

leaned back on the sofa, loosened his tie, and crossed his legs

didn’t ask for your permission”

“Mr. Dashiell, before you start barking orders, please remember, this ain’t the Starlight Group, nor

nodded, “But this is Zion City, and I call

Lizetta was speechless.

say; even if Lizetta called the cops, they wouldn’t dare evict

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of bottled up fury, while a gint of

nechined any time during the night. I he kick up a fuss, you wont be sule to get

thought about the scenes he described,

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1 step in the car, just filter

made his way to the entrance tea tall and straight withitta

concement about Joseph, with

it was winter now, and

kept the heater on in the

Remington standing up for her today, and with gritted teeth, that finally spoke up.

bed for you if you’re

Tine by me

could finish, the man turned and headed for the couch, casually tossing has sust jacket to