Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 342

Because it was just too heartbreaking.

“Ouch, please, help, save my baby.”

Lizetta’s vision blurred as she grappled with the pain, unsure of what was happening to her

The sharp agony in her abdomen intensified, draining her of the strength to even stand.

All she could do was clutch desperately at the stranger before her, hoping for a sliver of kindness, a chance to save her child.

Jerome’s gaze fell on Lizetta’s hands, pressed firmly against her belly, his brows furrowing as he bent down.

“Take deep breaths, I’m taking you to the hospital”

Lizetta was lifted into his arms, the deep, commanding tone of the stranger echoing in her ears.

It was a voice accustomed to being obeyed, reminiscent of someone she knew Remington, perhaps?

Instinctively, Lizetta followed his direction, breathing deeply as Jerome carried her to the back seat of the car, opening the door to let her in.

Hamilton, seeing Jerome with a woman in his arms, shuffled to make room.

“Is she hurt? What happened?”

He asked, as Jerome gently placed Lizetta down, instructing him.

with the pregnancy, take

and moved to

drive. I can’t handle this. I was saving my first aid

Lizetta, who had been silent, leaned back, revealing her pale

“Your dream gin?”

speechless, his eyes wide with disbelief and confusion.

happen? I mean, no offense.”

was at a loss for

whether to ask Lizetta what had happened, where she felt pain, or if the father was the man from the

he should take a moment to mourn the premature end of his own unstarted

was too worried about her baby to respond to

nudged Jerome. “Dude, what do we do? She looks

breaths and

“Drive faster!

tissue to dab at Lizetta’s forehead, trying to

in with me,

hospital quickly, and Lizetta was rushed into the

back and forth anxiously.

worried demeanor, raised an eyebrow and asked, “Is she the

about a girl he liked at a family dinner not long ago, hinting he might

the looks of it, this was

Hamilton nodded, disheartened.

clapped him on the shoulder. “Look at you, becoming