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?

was hell–bent on

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

little girl had a heart of stone; she

up, its wings had hardened; it yearned for

the airport now, after holding onto her for a

drugging him as an attempt to stay with the Dashiell family and

in that old affair, she was miserable with the Dashiell

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

pained

was he supposed to do if

supposed to just watch her suffocate, wither away before

had thrown Remington into complete disarray, making him more agitated

if he really let Lizetta go today, it might just be like Cedric said: the next

papers.

Dashiell; she could openly be

he was being pierced by a thousand arrows, an unbearable pain that almost drove him mad.

left a glimmer of hope for their marriage.

he’d leave it

pushed back his chair, stood up, and walked

his smoke, Remington left his office and commanded in a deep voice, “Call a meeting with the planning department.”

entire secretarial department sprang into

Remington went to Savory Seasons Café as planned for lunch with President Winters of NexGen

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