Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 268

Chapter 268

Got shipped off to be the neighborhood committee boy, huh?

Cedric was grinding his teeth, thinking Remington had better hold the fort and not chase after his wife to the airport.

He thought, “If he did, he’d be nothing but a lovesick puppy, even more whipped than I was!”

Cedric left, and Remington kept staring at the report in front of him, his expression as still as water.

But in just a mernent, he yanked over a stack of planning documents next to him, getting more irritated the more he looked at them.

Finally, Remington couldn’t keep up the facade of calm, raising his hand to rub his forehead and pushing away all the papers in front of him.

He leaned back in his chair, yanking his tie loose with a forceful tug.

After a bit, he leaned forward to open a drawer and reached for the diary at the very bottom.

But as soon as his fingers touched the leather cover, he stopped short, kicking the drawer shut in a fit of agitation.

Cedric said there were no big issues between him and Lizetta, told him to clear up the whole Evelina thing.

Ha, Evelina’s kid wasn’t his, he’d said that plenty of times.

Lizetta knew it, too, but did she ever care?

didn’t love him and was hell–bent on divorce–that was

enough he didn’t want to let go of the marriage,

heart of stone;

grown up, its wings had hardened; it yearned for

didn’t believe that going to the airport now, after holding onto her for

stay with the Dashiell family and had used that as an excuse to keep her trapped in marriage.

innocent in that old affair, she was miserable with the Dashiell family, almost

asked him to be kind to her one last time,

then, so pained and pleading, so pale

do if not

supposed to just watch her suffocate, wither away before

into complete disarray,

might just be like Cedric said: the next time they

papers.

be his Mrs. Dashiell; she could openly be

that scenario made Remington feel like he was being pierced by a thousand arrows,

a glimmer of hope for their

out or not, he’d leave it up to fate.

chair, stood up, and walked over to

Remington left his office and commanded in a deep

secretarial department sprang into

Savory Seasons Café as planned for lunch

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