Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 328

Of course, there was no one else but him.

But before she could ponder further, the spot on her lower back where she had bumped into the comer of the table flared up in pain due to his sudden forceful movement.

Lizetta winced in pain, letting out a soft groan

“What’s wrong?” Remington’s expression changed instantly.

Lizetta reached for her lower back, “I bumped into the table comer back in the room.

Remington’s face turned grim in an instant, his voice laced with urgency.

“Bumped? Does it hurt a lot? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else? Why didn’t you tell me earlier!”

Without hesitation, the man bent down, scooped Lizetta into his arms, and started making his way swiftly towards the elevator

Lizetta was taken aback by his maction, urging him anxiously

“Put me down! You’re injured too, I don’t need this kind of attention. It’s just a little sore, not a stomachache, I’m really okay!”

But it was him, with his wounds on his torso.

It would be odd if his wounds didn’t split open with that kind of exertion.

Lizetta was frantic, and only after Remington triple–checked that she was truly alright did he finally set her down.

wound indeed looked worse, the bandages stained with blood.

extent of the knife wound – even stitched up, it was a mess of

teared up, her heart aching for

type, and you refuse to use the hospital’s blood reserve, wanting to save it for those in more critical need. Please, take extra care of yourself!” the doctor said, removing his gloves with a

shifting to Remington in a reprimanding manner, only to find herself the subject of scrutiny the next moment. The doctor looked at her “Mrs. Dashiell, you need to cooperate. Although it’s admirable how

not fully catching on, nodded again, only to realize something

Strenuous activities?

Love? Refrain?

on her and Remington kissing, which seemed to be the same doctor’s interpretation, and her face turned beet red, shaking

help, she turned to Remington, who maintained his composure, even nodding at the

“Understood.”

Lizetta glared

coming near me until we’re out of

flushed red,

let

budge, “It’s fine, the pain

chuckle, as if she was

get off the bed, and

bed, asking her to sit with her back to him, then he lifted her shirt slightly.

mix of purple and blue, making Remington

so bad? i’ll go find some

practice. Most ointments have some blood circulation properties, and its bad for Joy. Don’t bother, isti

gentle, warm touch on