Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

"Remington, come on, I'm your mom. You really think I'd do anything to hurt you?

Just think about it yourself. You and Lizetta have been careful, right? So why the big secret when she got pregnant before and suddenly needed to 'study abroad'?

And now, I've been making her those nutritious soups, and she won't touch them. I even heard she joined some dance troupe, planning to perform while she's pregnant! Clearly, she's trying to endanger the pregnancy. With all these shady moves, can you blame me for wanting to dig a little deeper?

I can't stand by and watch her deceive you. In the clinic today, she admitted it herself that the baby isn't yours."

Remington clenched his fists, his handsome face clouded with frustration, unable to listen anymore. He slowly turned to face Hanna, his lips curling into a mocking smile as he spoke. "Mom, what really bothers you? That I might be getting duped, or whether this baby could potentially match with Joseph? You think I'm an idiot, unable to see through this?"

feelings, wouldn't she try to shield him from this,

the baby might not be his, meaning

nervously, attempting to mask her anxiety, "Remington, you can't think of me like

Joseph?" Hanna's voice grew louder and more assertive as she spoke. Remington, observing her lack of remorse or guilt, felt a chill in his heart despite long having lost any illusions about maternal affection. With a mocking glint in his eye, he let out a dry laugh and leaned closer to Hanna, his voice a low growl, "Since the day I was born, have

peace and certainly wouldn't treat my wife and child kindly, right,

to Hanna, it was thunderous,

mocking, cutting through Hanna's defenses like a sword. She trembled, her grip on Remington's arm weakening as she stepped back, clutching her chest,

true! I didn't have the thought. How could you think that

Lizetta felt a bit wronged, Remington, you'd turn against your own mother like this?! You rebel! People say you're cold-hearted and ruthless,