Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 377

His voice held a restrained emotion that Lizetta couldn’t quite grasp, nor did she want to, but slowly she calmed down.

“Easy now, let’s talk.”

Seeing her regain her composure, Remington let out a sigh of rellef and leaned down to kiss Lizetta’s forehead.

But as his lips touched her, she stiffened uncontrollably. A shadow passed over Remington’s eyes, the neon lights from outside slicing his stern profile into intermittently dark and light segments, casting an eerie glow.

Lizetta felt a shiver in her heart and finally spoke up, “Alright, go ahead. I’m listening!

Her face was still full of resistance, a look of having to comply rather than wanting to, making Remington feel utterly powerless.

He swallowed hard, his patience reaching its limit as he grabbed Lizetta’s chin with a frosty tone, full of anger, “Before that, shouldn’t you explain to me what you meant by saying the child isn’t mine, huh?”

Lizetta’s cold gaze suddenly blazed with anger at his accusatory tone, “What’s there to explain?”

words were suddenly

manner. Remington felt her slipping away from him more and more. He wanted her to trust and rely on him

he kissed, the more he realized

nor did she respond, like a doll

within Remington, his hand moving through her hair, his thumb caressing the sensitive areal behind

knew her body, succumbing to his subtle and persistent seduction,

lower abdomen, overlapping with her hand that was covering

He knew she was

hand threatened to wander again, and Lizetta finally cried out in protest, “I didn’t say anything wrong. Joy has nothing to do with you: she’s mine

palm resting lightly on Lizetta’s stomach, mocking gently, “So you mean to say, how did you conceive on your own? Yours, huh? Impressive, a virgin

cold, “The amniotic fluid was drawn; just go do a DNA

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inclined. Whose do you want to test?

abruptly grabbed her face, forcing her to look