Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 280

Remington’s gaze brushed over that name, and his handsome face went cold.

Leaning down, his long fingers snatched up the cellphone, handing it over to Lizetta as he said,

“Take the call first.”

With no choice, Lizetta took the phone and slid to answer.

“Liz, you’ve touched down in Havenport, right? I’m still worried about you, so I asked a friend to up at the exit. Go to the hotel with him and rest up, I’ll be there tomorrow.”

pick you

It was the exact time Lizetta’s original flight was supposed to land in Havenport, and Hogan clearly thought she had arrived.

Just as Lizetta was about to fill Hogan in that she hadn’t been able to leave at all, Remington suddenly yanked the phone away.

“What are you doing?”

Lizetta instinctively tried to grab it back, but Remington simply powered the phone off and pocketed it.

He was the one who had her take the call, and now he was the one hanging up on her.

Annoyed, Lizetta glared at him, “Hogan was kind enough to send someone to pick me up. They must be worried sick not finding me. The least you could do is let me explain!”

She was indeed planning to leave with Hogan, worried about him getting anxious. Just look at how flustered she’s now.

Jealous and angry, Remington was icy all over.

to explain? Tell him you didn’t go to Havenport and that you’re in my car right after you had sex with

face flushed red again, and she didn’t insist further, but she was still hung up on the conversation

you fell for me

sneered coldly, “You missed one

with her pressing the matter, he rolled

driver’s footsteps approached quickly, and

the

Yeah.

missed

her, to love her, it only seemed possible under hypothetical

the bone.

tightly,

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could feel the overwhelming pressure emanating from the man in the car,

and focused, but Lizetta no longer wanted to ask.

delve into why he was so adamant about chasing her back

none of it was the answer

smirk playing at the corners

to other men, took her phone away, she didn’t want to talk to him anymore, wouldn’t even come close.

Great, just great!

rode smoothly, and before long, Lizetta drifted off to sleep

and out, body and soul.

slumped, and her head swayed

his large palm pressing against the window glass.