Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Since Remington thought she was just making a fuss, Lizetta decided she'd let him think that way. In that case, he wouldn't overthink things at least.

With a scoff, Lizetta pushed against the man's hold and sat up from his embrace, saying, "Mr. Dashiell, you're always caught up in a whirlwind of activities, handling a million things a day. If you weren't sincere about watching the show, you could've simply stayed away."

As Remington heard this, his eyes softened slightly, and his voice turned mellow, "How can you say I wasn't sincere? I had to leave because Stella suddenly felt phantom limb pain."

Lizetta cut him off with a cold laugh, "Oh, her phantom limb sure has a sense of timing."

"Lizetta!"

Remington's voice suddenly dropped, interrupting her acrid comments, a stern look crossing his face.

"Why have you become so mean?"

The sight of Stella tormented by her bloody phantom limb wasn't something one could fake.

Lizetta shivered at his harsh words, her face turning pale, her lips trembling slightly.

woo her with his tenderness and care this period of

only now you're realizing it. What? Found out I'm not as adorable as you thought, and now you can't keep up your act of deep affection? Then don't. Even I feel

her eyes filled with scorn, yet the icy barrier around her heart

tightened, a storm brewing in his eyes as he stared at Lizetta as if he could

met his gaze defiantly,

Mr. Dashiell, it sounds so

uttered the words after a long while, and then coldly

scold her, couldn't argue; even a slightly harsh tone would have her retaliating

looking out the

et

was tense for a while until Lizetta felt a chill around her neck. Looking down, she saw a diamond

seven or eight carats, set in a simple classic design, glittered against

bought it at the auction yesterday, a gift for your performance. Congratulations on a successful

her neck, a bit close to her, his breath warm on her

the auction for this reason. She felt a lump in