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?

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

all this time, wasn’t it clear enough he didn’t want to

little girl had a heart of

up, its wings had hardened;

the airport now, after holding onto her for a month, would change

in the day, he’d misunderstood her drugging him as an attempt to stay with the Dashiell family and had

old affair, she was miserable

be kind to her one last time, that meant letting her

pained and pleading,

he supposed to do if not let go?

he supposed to just watch her suffocate, wither away before

complete disarray, making

really let Lizetta go today, it might just be like Cedric said: the next time they met would be to collect

papers.

Dashiell; she could openly be

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

left a glimmer of

he’d leave it up to

stood up, and walked over to

through his smoke, Remington left his office and commanded in a deep voice, “Call a meeting

department sprang

as planned for lunch with President Winters of NexGen

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