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?

love him and was hell–bent on divorce–that was the real issue.

want to let go of the marriage, that he wanted to hold on?

his little girl had a heart of stone; she

grown up, its wings had

that going to the airport now, after holding

attempt to stay with the

affair, she was miserable with

asked him to be kind to her one last time, that meant

still remembered her expression then, so pained

was he supposed to do if not let go?

to just watch her suffocate, wither

had thrown Remington into complete disarray, making him more agitated and frantic than ever.

be like

papers.

longer be his Mrs. Dashiell; she could

scenario made Remington feel like he was being pierced by a thousand arrows, an unbearable pain that almost drove him mad.

nothing; he’d left a glimmer of hope for their

it worked out or not, he’d leave it up to fate.

his chair, stood up, and walked over to

office and commanded in a deep voice, “Call a

entire secretarial department sprang into action.

planned for lunch

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