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.

eyes to find

to divorce had passed, rendering their application void. Feeling utterly drained, she closed her eyes,

unwell anywhere? How about getting up and eating

came from the sofa across the bed. His tall figure stood and approached, looking

had felt his gaze the moment she regained

now, without lifting her eyelids, she showed no intention

eaten all day. Even if you're

her mood was terrible. Perhaps she was too hungry to feel it, but she didn't feel starving or have

found him annoying. Turning away, she was about to pull the covers over herself

you planning to ignore

as Lizetta

gaze was intense,

hitched, his jaw tensing,

her instead? You could've taken her to the wedding today, actually. I wouldn't mind if you replaced the bride with her. As long as I get some peace,

was clear; she really was pushing him away. It

hand gripping on the woman's arm trembled slightly, his face paling. Eventually, he let