Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Jack, that jerk, somehow got out early and found her.

Over the years while Jack was locked up, they never got divorced. The guy squatted in her house like a nightmare come back to life.

Daisy had been enjoying her freedom, not about to be as submissive as before. So, Jack beat her up, and before dawn, Daisy ran out.

Afraid of being found by Jack and having nowhere else to turn, she went back to the hospital, ranting about Jack with Thaddeus. Little did they know, Lizzy, that sneaky girl, had the nurse record everything. "So, you've seen him too? Liz, you can't just leave mom in the lurch. Get Remington to lock him up again! Or, where are you living now? Look at you, pregnant and all alone, mom's worried sick. Let me move in and take care of you, okay?"

Daisy was wringing her hands, a pleading look on her face. Lizzy coldly replied, "I don't need your care. As for Jack, he was released through the proper channels. Remington can't do anything about it." "You ungrateful child! How can you be so heartless, not lending a hand in times of need?"

Daisy snapped, to which Lizzy gave a slight smirk, "I'm just looking out for myself, not lifting a finger to help, just like I learned from you. Have you forgotten?"

Daisy choked on her words, clearly remembering how she used to neglect Lizzy, sometimes even pushing her in front of Jack to take the heat so she could slip away and avoid getting hit. Knowing Lizzy wouldn't help her, Daisy struggled to leave.

Lizzy said, "You hit someone, you can't just leave. Now, come with me to apologize."

off. Was she really

didn't want to take the blame and suspected Daisy, in her rush, had managed to dispose of the recording pen while Zora wasn't

concerned about the pen meant it must have recorded

Zora held her down, and they all

come out from treatment yet. Lizzy was considering asking the hospital security if they could review the surveillance footage when a familiar,

shirt and black trousers. He was in a black shirt now, with a dark grey suit, and his striped tie was knotted meticulously, exuding an aura of refined excellence.

was injured, and he sure made it quickly. Fawning over both sides, not

before she could react, took her hands and pulled her into his familiar embrace. His

gaze quickly swept over Lizzy from head to toe. Noticing she seemed unharmed, his

are already on their way, and yet

Remington's innate authority made

his words, softened his stern demeanor, revealing a sincere, anxious side.