Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 283

Lizetta was brushing her teeth when Remington just stood there, ogling her.

She glanced at him, a bit puzzled.

“Aren’t you gonna brush your teeth?”

She said this, while her eyes unintentionally scanned the toiletries nearby, slowing down her brushing rhythm.

Only now did she realize that she was in Oakridge Heights, their marital home, the place they once shared. When she left, she had only packed some clothes, nothing else.

But now, she noticed that everything in Oakridge Heights was left untouched.

Her toiletries were still there toothbrush, towel, mouthwash cup, comb, makeup, and even her hair ties were hanging from the hooks under the towel rack.

It was as if she had never left.

Well, that was not entirely true, there was a change.

Lizetta noticed that next to her stuff, someone else’s belongings had been added.

Remington’s toiletries, placed right beside hers, of varying heights and sizes, made everything look like it was in pairs.

Her items were in warm tones, while his were in cool tones.

But many of these items were couple–themed, handpicked by Lizetta herself.

These items held her hopes and dreams.

then, Remington never shared her bed, they

returned home.

the bathroom of the

her departure, they’d somehow made their way into the master

threw her

been to the company for

her, snapping Lizetta back

it was already late morning. Remington was a stickler for routine, always up at 6 AM

for a run.

now did Lizetta realize that he wasn’t in his loungewear but dressed

hadn’t woken up next to her after

he wasn’t even by her side last night; perhaps he had just

what was the deal with those toiletries?

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move into the master

Why?

up over Remington’s actions, which might not mean anything at

teeth vigorously, trying to force herself not to look

down in a bit after I get ready.”

to leave, not understanding what was so interesting about watching her

teeth.

concerned. He nodded and

take

her pregnancy, he had

her as if she was made of