Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Remington gently lifted the unconscious Lizetta into his arms, when from a distance, Camille saw what was happening and hurried over.

Just as Remington was about to close the car door, Camille stopped him.

"Remington, what are you doing?"

"Camille, you've been through a lot today. Go home and rest. We'll sort this out ourselves."

Remington didn't look at Camille, his focus solely on adjusting Lizetta's position in his arms.

Camille frowned, "Remington, don't you know Liz well enough? Forcing her like this will only lead to regret!"

Finally, Remington glanced at Camille, his large hand gently caressing the hair of the woman in his arms, his voice hoarse, "All I know is that those who love each other should be together."

Not something Remington would typically say, and Camille was slightly taken aback, releasing her grip involuntarily.

By the time she came back to her senses, Remington had already shut the car door, and the vehicle sped away. Lizetta woke up from a nightmare, her head heavy and foggy.

opened her eyes to find the curtains

everything - the deadline to divorce had passed, rendering their application void. Feeling utterly drained, she closed her eyes, a suffocating

How

the sofa across the bed. His tall figure stood and

that Lizetta had felt his gaze the

it, and now, without lifting her

continued, "You haven't eaten all day. Even if you're not hungry, Joy

Perhaps she was too hungry to

was about to pull the covers over herself when Remington caught

ignore me and stay silent for the rest

as

was intense, hers cold, "Get

hitched, his jaw

the wedding today, actually. I wouldn't mind if you replaced the bride

rejection was clear; she really was pushing him away. It seemed she truly didn't care, daring to say such

trembled slightly, his face paling.