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.

of

twenty–two, how am I still a kid? What’s stopping me from

and pinched Lizetta’s tear–moistened, chilly cheeks that were all puffed up with

fussing now, you’re acting like a

off!” Lizetta

nodding, and pulled her into his embrace, whispering, “Alright, alright, maybe in my eyes, you will always be the kid who never grows up. Plus,

to wait a couple more

just a month or two ago, she had

years ago to dodge a marriage to the White family.

his eyes, her reckless and willful behavior indeed wasn’t mature

secret sweetness swell in her heart when he said she’d always

pursed her lips, “What’s wrong with my body?”

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gist of what he

his warm breath reaching her ear, his voice

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

first time, he was out of it that night,

with the mismatch in size, Lizetta didn’t enjoy a single moment that night, it

morning,

at the hospital and was left with that

dared to look at it

know it was still

anger and embarrassment, looking down, “Liar, it’s been four