Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Remington pinched the bridge of his nose, frustration clear in his voice. "I don't agree with you giving birth at Skyline Hospital." Lizetta replied with a detached tone, "It's my body, my choice of hospital."

Remington scoffed coldly, "But I'm Daisyy's father. You'd need my signature to even get into the delivery room!"

With no other family to turn to, Lizetta indeed would need Remington's signature when the time came.

Angered, she turned around swiftly and swung at him, shouting, "Jerk! Using this as a threat, are you even a man?"

But Remington, as if anticipating her move, caught her hand effortlessly and retorted icily, "If I wasn't a man, how would Daisyy even exist?"

Lizetta glared back, teeth gritted in frustration.

Remington's expression softened a bit, "Skyline Hospital doesn't have the amenities private clinics offer. Even if not for your sake, don't you want Daisyy to have the best care and protection possible? Don't be stubborn."

He always seemed so reasonable, so considerate.

Yet Lizetta felt exhausted. She closed her eyes and when she opened them again, her emotions had turned indifferent.

two years of marriage, you barely cared about me. Now that we're divorced, suddenly you

all," he

pillow in frustration, her

you want to keep tabs on your childhood sweetheart and us too? Think you can manage? No wonder Stella's scratching at you; I too can't help

eyes then fell on the

touched the mark, a

frowned slightly, recalling the

Stella had a nightmare, and I was just waking her up when she accidentally scratched me. That's all there is to it, nothing more between us." But Lizetta couldn't stop imagining

not jealous. I don't

suddenly

arm pressing against the back of the chair

her. He r chin, insisting, "You

you treat me indifferently?

Lizetta felt her resolve

head and pressed his lips against hers in a kiss far more

turned into muffled sobs,