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?"

about him being cuckolded, about his feelings, wouldn't she try to shield him from

the thought the baby might not be his, meaning Joseph lost another chance at a cure. Hanna was pinned under his hawk-like, sharp

of me like that. You were my firstborn; how could I

lack of remorse or guilt, felt a chill in his

a single day of peace and certainly wouldn't treat my wife and child kindly,

was thunderous, shattering years of pretense in their

like a sword. She trembled, her grip

How could you think that of your mom?" Hanna mumbled,

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