Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 293

Lizetta straddled Remington’s lap, arched her back n bit, and rubbed her belly, locking eyes with

Remington

“Spill the beans to Joy right now, why the heck did you push me to pop birth control pills, and what’s with the nasty talk?”

She puffed up her cheeks, looking all fierce, but her lashes were wot, and her bright, doe eyes seemed to be brimming with hurt.

Remington’s fingers lightly grazed the moist, curled lashes still clinging to the corner of her eyes.

The dampness touched the pads of his fingers, and as he rubbed them together, his heart felt a tinge of moisture too.

“Making you take birth control was indeed ‘cause I didn’t want us having a baby.”

Lizetta’s eyes brimmed with warmth, and her nose tinged pink.

Seeing her on the verge of tears again, Remington, utterly exasperated, leaned in and kissed the corner of her eye.

“Don’t jump to conclusions. I just don’t want a baby right now, doesn’t mean I don’t want one ever.”

“But why?”

“What else could it be? You’re still a kid yourself, how can you be ready to be a mom?”

Remington looked at her puzzled face and felt even more helpless.

Lizetta wasn’t having any of that answer, glaring

am I still a kid? What’s stopping me

tear–moistened, chilly cheeks that were all puffed up

crying and fussing now, you’re acting

‘cause you ticked me off!” Lizetta retorted, not backing dow

chuckled, nodding, and pulled her into his embrace, whispering, “Alright, alright, maybe in my eyes, you will always be the

think that Lizetta was still young and wanted to wait a couple more years before

month or two ago, she had celebrated her twenty–second

he had misunderstood that she drugged him four years ago to dodge

reckless and willful behavior indeed wasn’t mature or childlike.

mix of embarrassment and a secret sweetness swell in her heart

pursed her lips, “What’s wrong with

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down, his warm breath reaching her

tender, that scar down there is still there. You can’t even handle my move, how can you bear a child?” It took Lizetta a moment to realize

remembered their chaotic first time, he was out of it that

with the mismatch in size, Lizetta didn’t enjoy

next morning, the

up getting stitches at the hospital

that scar–she had never even dared to look at it herself.

know it was still

of anger and embarrassment, looking down, “Liar, it’s been four years, it must have healed and