Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Remington froze, turning his head to gaze deeply at Lizetta.

"Can't wait, huh?" His voice was low, tinged with a hint of self-mockery.

Lizetta nodded, "You promised me."

She feared Remington might go back on his word, especially after the recent captivating performance by the West family, which truly scared her. Remington's lips tightened slightly as he glanced at his watch.

"We won't make it today. We need the lawyer to draft a new divorce agreement. The long flight...it's too much for you. Go back and rest for now." Saying this, he directed Ray.

"Back to the mansion."

Ray, understanding his boss's orders, immediately started the car.

But Lizetta was furious, disregarding the setting, she leaned forward, straddling Remington's legs, and grasped his collar fiercely, glaring at him.

"Remington, you're lying to me again, aren't you! All those promises were just tricks to get me back!"

She tugged hard enough to leave red marks on his neck, but he didn't move, allowing her to vent her anger.

He leaned back in his seat, a bitter feeling in his heart.

He suspected that if he didn't properly end this marriage, she might strangle him with the intention of leaving him for dead.

Remington managed a wry smile, gently rubbing Lizetta's hair, struggling to speak.

"We now have Daisy. We need to settle custody issues, hence the need for a new divorce agreement. The old one won't work anymore. You have to give me time to let the lawyer prepare, right?" Lizetta frowned, "How long will that take?"

"I'll instruct the lawyer to deal with it now, and by evening, we can review the divorce agreement together. We'll go to the civil affairs office first thing in the morning."

Seeing his serious demeanor, Lizetta calmed down, realizing he wasn't trying to deceive her.

you let go

then did Remington

at his collar and tie, causing

go, "You

tie and unbuttoned the top two buttons of

felt a bit

but in the next second, Remington wrapped his arms around her

was just about to lift herself, found herself firmly seated back

then did Lizetta realize how inappropriate their position

She stiffened, "Let go."

leisurely at

up here on your own,

teeth, struggling a bit,

the privacy partition

became thoroughly embarrassed and tense,

expression more appealing than when she coldly called him Mr.

moving, you've made

let me get

"Give me a moment."

face slowly lost its anger, cooling down

this amusing

expression on the man's handsome face gradually stiffened, his chest as if torn open and stuffed

hand from around her

from him and looked out the window, not

gaze on her profile,

remembered the early days of their marriage when Lizetta was proactive and

would send him countless WhatsApp messages daily, regardless

Every