Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 253

Lizetta’s feet started dragging almost without her realizing it, her nerves all jangled up.

Tina, not hearing Lizetta’s footsteps anymore, turned around to see her dilly–dallying and doubled back to fetch her

“Mrs. Dashiell, chop chop, don’t keep Fiona and the docs on pins and needles.”

But Lizetta was rooted to the spot. “Tina, what’s the lowdown? Isn’t Joseph in the pediatric ward? Or Is Fiona feeling under the weather? Then why the heck are we hitting up the maternity ward?”

Seeing she wasn’t budging, Tina had no choice but to spill the beans.

“It’s not about Joseph; he’s all settled in the pediatric ward. Let me lay it on you straight. A few days back, when you were yapping with Ms. Shirley at the old house, I eavesdropped, and Fiona got wind of Ms. Hawthorne’s bun in the oven that very day and sent me to confirm. Fiona was spitting chips when she found out Mr. Remington was still with Ms. Hawthorne for her prenatal checkups. She was all set to have it out with Evelina, and today, while coming to see Joseph, she bumped right into Ms. Hawthorne. Ms. Hawthorne, with her belly sticking out, was sucking up to her, acting like she’s gonna be the cat’s meow because of her kid. Fiona wasn’t about to let her witchcraft slide. They’ve already hauled Ms. Hawthorne off to the OR.”

Lizetta was gobsmacked; she couldn’t fathom what Evelina was thinking.

After getting papped in the garden, instead of skedaddling out of guilt, she was sticking her face where it didn’t belong.

But since it wasn’t her own pregnancy getting busted, Lizetta loosened up a notch.

She and Tina reached the OR doors and sure as day, there was Fiona, and Evelina being restrained by a couple of servants.

adore you, why are you being so hard–hearted! My baby’s a Dashiell through and through, for Pete’s sake. You can’t just make the doc take

clutching her belly, a picture of pleading

of it, her face like thunder, “Save your breath, I’m not

quickly stepped in, taking Fiona’s

“Granny.”

kids. The Dashiell family has never had a scandal with illegitimate children! Even if I dote on my great–grandkids, they’d better come from my own flesh and blood, not just any

words were emphatic, gripping Lizetta’s hand, her palm warm and

nose tingled, and her eyes brimmed with tears in

youth, not giving an inch to any man, but she was always kind–hearted

now, for her sake, she was pushing for

against everything Fiona stood for, and it

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was touched by Fiona’s unwavering support, treating her like her

causing such heartache

went through with forcing Evelina’s abortion today,

Evelina, as a mother herself, Lizetta couldn’t bear the thought of being part

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