Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 254

She was already claiming the kid was Remington’s and still they wanna drag her to the OR? Crazy old woman!

“Don’t even start about your granny. She’s the epitome of integrity, pure as snow. If she knew her own granddaughter was out wrecking homes as a homewrecker, she’d break your legs herself! Since you say I’m like a granny to you, let me school you the way she would!”

Fiona’s face was stem, but her eyes betrayed a hint of pity. Pity for her old ga! pal, but clearly, it was Lizetta who took after the ladies in temperament and character, while Evelina had her head screwed on wrong.

Seeing Fiona’s heart was as hard as iron, not giving an inch of mercy, Evelina was boiling with hate and suddenly turned her guns on

Lizetta.

Through her tears, she pleaded, “Liz! I know you hate me, but my kid with Remington is innocent! He’s got Dashiell blood, and getting rid of him will jinx Fiona’s luck and life. Please, beg her for mercy for me!”

Evelina was making a scene, hoping to draw a crowd.

But Fiona had already had the place on lockdown.

If Lizetta hadn’t caught Evelina red–handed in the garden, hooking up with some dude, she might’ve actually fallen for her sob story.

Right now, if Evelina just fessed up that the kid wasn’t Remington’s, Fiona would let her off the hook.

But nope, she just had to play dirty, wanting to drag her down too.

in, especially after Evelina’s

and slapped Evelina right across her tear–stained face.

the OR now, spill the beans, or no one’s gonna save

clutched her face, her expression clouding

OR, and get the

patience and ordered

Evelina towards the OR, and she freaked out, screaming at the

have no right, let go of me! This

sternly, “If the kid is Remington’s, then as the grandma, I have the right to decide, unless the

her grandson, thinking Evelina was full of lies.

now Evelina wouldn’t tell the truth, but suddenly Evelina broke free from the servants and threw herself at Fiona’s feet, clinging

this is Remington’s child, your great–grandchild! Just feel, he’s about to kick any day now. Please, give him a

weepy yet so stubborn, and doubt started creeping into her

it be that Remington actually

would be a disaster; she’d even called Liz

getting a headache, Evelina crawled a few steps and clung

know you can’t stand me, that when I was brought back home by our parents, they had to send you off to your birth parents with tears, from heiress of the Hawthorne family to a regular family. You resented me, always competing with me, snagging my marriage prospects, I get it. But this has nothing to do with my baby. Spare him, and I swear, once he’s born, I’ll raise him myself. I won’t

Evelina suddenly hugging her, right at her