Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 325

With one arm, he cradled Lizetta’s head, steadying her gently

Lizetta was deep in sleep, showing no signs of waking. Hogan hesitated for a moment before removing his coat and draping it over Lizetta.

He sat down next to her, pulling out his phone, only for his shoulder to suddenly feel heavier.

Hogan’s breath hitched as he slowly turned his head to find Lizetta asleep again, her head now resting on his shoulder

Her soft hair brushed against his neck, carrying with it a faint scent of jasmine, unsettling his heart.

Hogan tensed, fully aware that she was asleep and oblivious to everything.

He knew he should move away or wake her up.

But in that moment, he couldn’t bring himself to do either. His fists clenched on his knees, he allowed himself a moment of selfish indulgence.

When Remington stepped out of the hospital room, he was greeted by this sight.

On the bench across the hall, the slender, beautiful woman lay in a peaceful pose, resting on the shoulder of the refined and composed man, covered with his coat.

handsome face darkened instantly, his voice

Lizetta, in her drowsiness, heard Remington’s voice.

someone beside her, she instinctively thought it

around the man’s waist, her voice

bench by her arm and stumbled

coat she was wrapped in

her

the particularly

explain, Remington looked down at her coldly.

Can’t even recognize your own

had just made her way into another man’s arms right

frowned, feeling unjustly chastised.

herself, Hogan, frowning, intervened.

her? She’s pregnant, and yet you left her to sleep on a bench in a hallway. Do you have any idea how troublesome it can be if a pregnant woman catches a cold? Mr. Dashiell, if you can’t take proper care of her, maybe you shouldn’t have brought her back in the first

the fire. Remington’s eyes stormed with fury as

concern. Seems like I was too lenient with that

Lizetta’s waist