Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Martin's voice was grave.

He had already exported the contents from the voice recorder, deleting a few bits here and there. By now, it was already on its way out, soon to be delivered to Remington's hands without leaving a trace.

"What did the recorder catch?" Stella asked, both anxious and curious.

Martin gave a wry smile, "Some intriguing stuff. You did well today. Get some rest."

In the hospital hallway.

"Lost in thought?"

Remington's deep voice snapped Lizetta back to reality.

She shook her head; her doubts about Stella were not something she would share with Remington. Because Remington would undoubtedly trust Stella, and without solid proof, accusing Stella of ill intentions would just be making a fuss over nothing.

Suppressing her frustration, Lizetta said, "I'm going to see my brother."

"Let's stop by the maternity ward first."

Worried about Lizetta, Remington insisted before she could object, "You were also startled by Hans last night, weren't you? Sometimes, the discomfort from a scare shows up later. It's better to have a doctor check and be sure."

a quick check-up to ensure she was fine

you not make a big

office, she felt so embarrassed by how nervous he

not making a big deal out of nothing.

tone, along with his gaze and expression, was too earnest. It made it impossible to doubt his words. Lizetta found herself lost in his deep,

when a familiar voice called

"Liz, Mr. Dashiell?"

Lizetta turned around, her eyelashes fluttering

"Hogan?"

his coat over one arm,

Why the

around her waist, pulling

you're a surgeon, aren't

tone was laced with tension right from the

briefly swept over Remington's hand holding Lizetta

not dealing with

Remington's handsome face

he scoffed,