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.

slowly returned, she opened her eyes to find the curtains undrawn and the room dimly

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

anywhere? How

the bed. His tall figure stood and approached, looking down

so strong that Lizetta had felt his gaze the moment

ignored it, and now, without lifting her eyelids,

"You haven't eaten all day. Even if you're

her mouth bitter, and her mood was terrible. Perhaps she was too hungry

found him annoying. Turning away, she was about to

"Lizetta! Are you planning to ignore me and

as Lizetta

was intense, hers cold,

hitched, his

was found, wasn't she? Why not care about her instead? You could've taken her to the wedding today, actually. I wouldn't mind if

she really was pushing him away. It seemed she truly didn't

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