Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 291

“Jov?”

Remington was momentarily stunned, but a slight smile began to play at the corners of his lips.

Previously, she was so resistant to telling him about the pregnancy even under pressure.

He knew it was because she had never let go of the Idea of divorcing him and walking away.

Now that she had finally spilled the beans, could it mean that her thoughts had shifted?

Lizetta nodded, taking Remington’s hand and placing it on her belly, looking up at him with a mix of trepidation and nervousness.

“Remi, Joy is the nickname I’ve given our baby; I’ve been pregnant for over three months now.”

Lizetta held her breath as she had just blurted out the news in an emotional whirlwind.

She realized that no matter what, Remington was Joy’s father, and he had the right to know.

If something happened to him and he didn’t even know about the baby, it would be an irreparable regret, both for him and for her and Joy.

But the memory of Remington’s cold response to her previous pregnancy and his indifferent “Get rid of it” weighed heavily on Lizetta’s heart.

that Remington’s reaction to the news

grow cold as she waited in vain for the burst of happiness she hoped to see

seemed so calm, so indifferent

not the reaction of a dad–to–be

Joy’s arrival; he didn’t

existence was just a take–it–or–leave–it detail, nothing

thoughts of regret were just her getting carried away, her own emotional

heart sank bit by bit. Suddenly, she let go of his hand and

a step, Remington reached out and wrapped his

came from behind, “You’re finally not keeping secrets from me? Lizetta, even if I were dead, don’t you ever dream of letting another man be

rested against Lizetta’s lower back, his arms tightening.

slowly grasped the

around in surprise, “You knew? When

to sit back down by the bed, his lips curving in a mocking smile, his eyes. dark and deep.

Lizetta, you sure went to great lengths to keep this

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Lizetta’s palms

her back from the airport, persistently asking if she had anything

to tell him.