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

Stomach ache?"

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 hadn't

thickening, but her belly hadn't been prominent. Today, looking in the mirror, she suddenly saw from the side that her belly had a small but definite curve. Joy was growing. She said, pulling Remington's hand

of resignation in his eyes, he gently rubbed her now slightly

gave mommy a scare, and mommy gave daddy a scare.

Lizetta blinked, "Why?"

"Looks like I'm becoming the

into laughter, wrapping her arms around Remington's neck and saying, "Mr. Dashiell, it's good to be aware of that. Encouragement

and was immediately met with a passionate response. When he let her go, she rested on his shoulder, breathing softly, a bit sullenly

to show now? I wonder if the wedding dress will still fit. By the way, Sophia's supposed to bring over the dress tonight, and you haven't even tried

and the wedding day

troupe and wedding preparations. It was a hectic

closer, the surreal feeling of it all being almost too good

with work, having not even found the time to try on his wedding