Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 281

Remington scooped up Lizetta and carried her back to the villa, and she was still out like a light, not even a peep from her when they entered.

In the living room, a lady doc was already on standby.

As Remington walked in cradling Lizetta, the doc immediately stood up.

With a slight nod from Remington, he headed upstairs, and the doc smartly trailed behind.

After placing Lizetta on the bed, Remington stepped back and whispered to the doctor, “Be gentle, don’t wake her.”

Turns out, the doc was an OB–GYN whiz, rousted out of bed in the dead of night. She came prepped for some serious drama, thinking maybe a pregnant lady was having a miscarriage or bleeding like crazy and couldn’t make it to the hospital.

But the scene in front of her was a far cry from what she’d expected, leaving her with a mixed bag of emotions as she nodded and proceeded to check on the snoozing Lizetta.

All the while, Remington was hovering nearby, his gaze heavy with concern.

Once the doc finished her exam and stepped out of the bedroom, Remington hit her with the question, “How’s it looking?”

“Mr. Dashiell, rest easy. Mrs. Dashiell and the little one inside are doing just fine. Though it seems Mrs. Dashiell has been running on fumes lately, a bit on the delicate side, especially now that she’s gotta nourish the baby. She needs to catch more Z’s and pump up the nutrition.”

recalling that waist of hers, still as slender as a

reed.

she was expecting, he’d never believe such a fragile little place was

he asked, “So, the baby’s not doing well?”

as healthy as can be, strong heartbeat and

then did Remington covertly breathe a sigh of relief. The doc caught his worried look and felt like she’d just

a stronger

earlier, uh, we, you

but show a tinge of discomfort when bringing up birds and

safely in the second trimester, which is a pretty stable time for the baby. Intimacy is fine, but keep

a shade of pink,

all ears, taking it

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deeply caring for his wife. With that attitude, they were likely in good hands, so she didn’t need to nag anymore. She nodded and said, “Love is the best care there is. You’re so devoted, Mr.

gave a gracious nod, “Thanks.”

Edith to see the