Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Handwriting was connected to their strain, which, slanted to the left, was a sign, some said, of someone who was emotionally repressed, sensitive, and cautious.

Back in the day, Lizetta's slant was even more pronounced, and Remington had put in quite the effort to help her correct it. It had improved significantly, but if one looked closely, the lean was still there. "Boss, do you want me to check out this letter?"

That was when Cedric walked in. Seeing Remington still holding the letter, he offered to help. But Remington simply pressed the letter into a journal and slid it back into the drawer, his voice deep and firm. "No need. Get a forged handwriting certification ready in a couple of days."

Cedric was momentarily taken aback but didn't press further, simply responding, "Sure thing, boss."

"Ah! Remi! Remington!"

Early in the morning, as Remington was choosing a watch in his walk-in closet, Lizetta's familiar voice suddenly echoed from the bathroom.

Remington's hand twitched, and the Patek Philippe he had just picked up dropped to the floor, its face cracking.

But the watch's owner didn't spare it another glance, his figure already dashing out of the closet and into the bathroom.

"Liz!"

up from in front of the sink and quickly

Stomach ache?"

out her tongue, "No, it's just I noticed Joy's grown so much! My belly's sticking out now!" Lizetta's physique meant her pregnancy

belly had a small but definite curve. Joy

a hint of resignation in his eyes, he gently rubbed

and mommy gave

Lizetta blinked, "Why?"

lightly flicked Lizetta's nose, "Looks like I'm becoming the bottom of the family 'food

wrapping her arms around Remington's neck and saying,

with a passionate response. When he let her go, she rested on his shoulder, breathing softly, a bit

belly decide to show now? I wonder if the wedding dress will still fit. By the way, Sophia's supposed to bring

a month passed, and the

with the dance troupe and wedding preparations. It was a

feeling of it all being almost too good to be true started creeping in, perhaps a case of premarital

other hand, seemed to be swamped with work, having not even found the time to try on his