Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 327

nose tingled with emotion, and for a moment, she hesitated to approach.

She feared it was all an illusion, that he didn’t care about her as much as she thought

Or perhaps, he wasn’t there waiting for her.

“Are you going to come over or what?”

It wasn’t until she heard Remington’s stem voice that Lizetta confirmed her hopes.

Was this his way of making amends?

She thought about it, her earlier frustrations fading away into a bittersweet feeling.

Her heart felt a mix of sour and sweet as she walked over to him, reaching to pluck the cigarette from Remington’s fingers.

“Remington, this is a no–smoking zone in the hospital. With your injuries, smoking isnt good for you!”

Remington, however, retorted, “Pregnant women should stay away from smoke too!”

“So why are you still smoking!” Lizetta huffed lightly.

Remington crushed the cigarette butt in his palm, extinguishing it.

He walked over to a trash can to dispose of it, then turned back to her with a cold tone.

“You’re the reason I’m stressed.enough to smoke in the first place!”

her back, locking up into his eyes, “Remington, were you

held her breath, hopeful light twinkling in her eyes.

lips twitched slightly,

so straightforward and

heart soared as if illuminated by the brightest sunshine, her smile uncontrollable and

that moment, Remington suddenly pulled Lizetta into his embrace,

to another man?”

my wife. Isn’t it natural for a husband to feel jealous when

this

it was all because she was his wife, not

disappointment, nodding,

asleep earlier and thought the person beside me

the incident,

love

shook her head in disbelief.

between Hogan and me. I don’t love him. Why would you

proposal. These pa years, he left a promising position with the White family to work at the Dashiell private hospital, scheming to get close to

chin tightened, her slender

of ice and fire, and his

kissed him!” Lizetta protested weakly.

It was in your car parked below Yolanda’s

sneered. He had seen it all from

who sat passively in the passenger seat without pushing

Remington felt a rage he could hardly contain.