Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Remington was silent for a long while; his deep eyes swirled with intense emotion before settling back into calmness.

He had his thumb gently brush against Lizetta's reddened eye corner, and said with a hoarse voice.

"It was my responsibility to find her. If it hadn't been for me, she wouldn't have encountered trouble back then. I owe her, and I owe the West family."

The guilt and sorrow in his eyes were dense and unyielding; those were emotions Lizetta had never seen in him before.

It was as if he, too, was just an ordinary person, capable of feeling powerless, bewildered, and fragile.

And these emotions were all because of Stella West.

Lizetta's heart still sourly churned, but seeing him like this made her uneasy too.

Without realizing it, she lifted her hand to gently stroke the man's drooping eyelids, as if trying to smooth away the worry and sadness there.

"But haven't you found her now? You even let her stay in our other house to hide her existence from me. Have you thought about my feelings? What am I supposed to think?"

Lizetta pressed him, her heart tightening bit by bit, filled with jealousy, grievance, and anger.

Remington frowned, "What other house?"

"Echo Ridge Villa."

could that be our house? Isn't this

after they got married, he certainly knew which house was

unsure whether to be

reason she felt relieved was because he genuinely seemed unaware that Echo Ridge Villa was also arranged as

let another woman

had never truly invested in their marriage, otherwise,

slightly, and her lips curved

thought of my frequent hospital visits to see my brother,

designing both places. After everything was arranged, I made a

me, saying

then, she felt she was finally going to have a home of her

it was meant to be

part of the decorating process, she thought, with his busy schedule, she could handle

wanted to create the best home for him,

leaving a cheesy love note at the

heart, your forever

hopes, and sweetness, where they would raise children and grow old