Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Lizetta couldn't believe her ears.

What did Remington just say? He said he loved her? How could that be possible?!

Lizetta thought, perhaps the saddest thing in the world was finally hearing what she'd longed for, only to be filled with doubt and bitterness instead of joy. Without the anticipation, his words could no longer move her. Lizetta lowered her head and slowly unwrapped his arms from around her waist.

"Stop joking. If your love means constantly hurting and disappointing me, then it's a cheap kind of love I can't even bother with."

With those words, Lizetta walked away, never looking back.

Remington didn't try to stop her. His jaw clenched tight, his handsome face seemed to be coated in ice, covering the turmoil within.

He watched her determined departure, his profound gaze growing even darker, as if no light could penetrate it.

So, this was what it felt like to muster the courage to confess love, only to be doubted; to not be believed by the one he loved felt suffocating.

Lizetta arrived at City Hall, the gloomy sky finally unleashed a flurry of snowflakes. Perhaps due to the weather, it was

to bring over the necessary documents. Camille was already there, and she even brought

Lizetta approached, Camille quickly took the coat from the servant and wrapped it around her, adding a scarf for good

Camille's cheek still bore the mark of a slap, and

her, "It wasn't you who hit me, no need to apologize. Besides, if Lucian hadn't been so protective and impulsive, Yolanda wouldn't have fallen trying to save Hanna and Evelina.

lump in her throat but nodded, "I'll go on ahead

"Okay."

eyed the Maybach parked not

been following her since she left the

sure if Remington was waiting for someone to bring him

were up, shielding the man inside from view. Seeing no movement, Lizetta had no choice

window, and the man slowly rolled

was nowhere to be seen. This,

by the snow, she looked at him, "Mr. Dashiell, have you got all

year you came to the Dashiell family, it was snowing like this, very similar to now." Lizetta frowned; she had no patience for these. All she wanted was to finalize their divorce and return to the hospital