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.

instantly, his voice sharp as ice,

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

she instinctively

her arms around the man’s waist, her voice muffled, “Hmm, you’re back. Ah!”

could finish, she was forcefully lifted from the bench by her arm and stumbled into Remington’s stern embrace.

she was wrapped in

awake now, Lizetta opened her

Hogan standing up not far away, then up at the particularly

looked down at her coldly.

were you just hugging? Can’t

way into another man’s arms right in front of him, jealousy

feeling unjustly

defend herself, Hogan, frowning,

harsh and rough with 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

fuel to the fire. Remington’s eyes

Seems like I was too lenient with that punch last

grip on Lizetta’s waist