Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Barbara's outburst didn't catch Lizetta off guard.

That day, when she flat-out refused to enter the operating room, Lizetta could see her stubborn streak. But, she was still taken aback by Barbara's reaction.

Remington wrapped her in his arms, giving her shoulders a gentle pat before he spoke up, "You're overthinking this. Getting this bunch of flowers was my idea. My wife just helped pick them out and wrapped them up herself, to show we care."

Barbara collapsed onto the bed, breathing slightly heavily, her eyes, clouded with age, looked towards Remington.

"Remington, you're here to visit today, and you brought her along; what's the real message you're trying to send? Just spit it out."

Remington let go of Lizetta's hand and stepped forward. He bent down, taking Barbara's frail hand in his, the one adorned with his wedding ring.

She's carrying our child, and we've decided to call off the divorce. We're actually planning our wedding. Mom, I'm sorry.

one I knew who kept your word!" Remington, feeling guilty, held Barbara's hand tighter, "I'm sorry. I can promise you

for Barbara, meeting his gaze, and hearing him speak of their love and inability to separate made her heart race uncontrollably, as if it would

words were genuine, straight from the heart. Under his gaze, she blushed

gathering all her courage to say clearly, "Mrs. West, I love my husband, and he respects you like a mother. I believe you wish for his happiness too, and I hope you can bless us." Barbara seemed utterly disheartened, suddenly releasing Remington's hand. She turned her head, reaching out beside her, searching

at Eileen, who hurried forward, taking Barbara's hand,

then clung to Eileen's arm, tears streaming down her face, lamenting, "Stella, my poor Stella, I'm

what's best for me, but just

I can see that Remington and his wife truly love each other. I don't want to be the one

little, always thinking of others before yourself, willing to suffer just so Remington