Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Dora quickly assured she could handle it and pushed open the door and entered the room across from Lizetta's.

Lizetta settled back into her chair, her gaze drifting over the array of vitamins, pastries, and snacks piled on the table. She looked at Jerome and said, "These count as your second gift to me. I still haven't found a way to return the favor for that bouquet you gave me last time. I'm really sorry about that."

She was reminded of the bouquet that got ruined by Remington right in front of Jerome, which made her feel somewhat guilty.

Jerome, however, spoke up, "Last time wasn't the first."

"Huh?" Lizetta was surprised.

Jerome arched an eyebrow, "The first thing I ever gave you was a tube of anti-inflammatory ointment. I wonder if you remember?"

That year, Jerome had personally visited the dance academy to scout for talent.

As his car entered the academy, the driver, not at his best, nearly hit a child who darted out unexpectedly.

At the critical moment, a slender figure rushed forward to pull the child to safety.

When Jerome got out of the car, he saw the girl and the child had both fallen to the ground.

the girl had twisted her ankle. Jerome wanted to take her to the infirmary, but she hastily waved him off and

saw her again on the stage of the

danced with more passion

to personally deliver it to

her subject to misunderstandings among her peers, suggesting she had gotten the position through personal connections rather than talent. So, he handed the ointment to a passing student, asking them to give it to

Lizetta, Jerome felt a twinge of

the cream back then, maybe they

ointment." Lizetta faintly

surprise, "Ah! So it was your

a deep impression on her, she hadn't

and Jerome found this

being injured, showed me how much you love dance and that you have a strong

her, but there was a

as she stood up, "I should go check on how Dora is

sitting there, his gaze following her hasty retreat

stood up, put on his gloves,

the flower stand,