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

– even stitched up, it was a mess

teared up, her heart

type, and you refuse to use the hospital’s blood reserve, wanting to save it for those in more critical need.

herself the subject of scrutiny the next moment. The doctor looked at her “Mrs. Dashiell, you need to

nodded again, only to realize

Strenuous activities?

Love? Refrain?

seemed to be the same doctor’s interpretation, and her face turned beet red, shaking her head vehemently, but the doctor

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

“Understood.”

left, Lizetta glared at him,

banned from coming near me until we’re

her face flushed red,

can do, come here, let me see your lower back.”

didn’t budge, “It’s fine, the pain

as if she was

the bed, and Lizetta instinctively stepped forward.

the edge of the bed, asking her to sit with her back to him, then

bruised, a mix of purple

bad? i’ll

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

finish, Lizetta felt a gentle, warm touch on