Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Lizetta stared blankly at the man before her, on the verge of surrendering for a moment, as she extended her hand to comfort him.

But she snapped back to reality, pushing him away forcefully, her brows furrowed. "It's different! Don't try to confuse me!"

She tried to turn away, but he wrapped his arms around her waist again, his eyes filled with helpless resignation. "How is it different, Liz? Don't be so hard on me."

Lizetta bit her lip, looking down. "My brother never hurt me!"

Her words didn't accuse him directly, but each one reminded him of the pain he had caused her. Like a series of soft needles, they pierced into Remington's heart, making his expression stiffen.

Lizetta continued, "Of course, if you think I'm being hypocritical, after we get divorced, you can just be my brother again. Considering how you used to take care of me, if you ever needed it, I'd take care of you, even if you were paralyzed."

Remington was speechless.

"Let go," Lizetta indicated.

into her cold eyes and sighed deeply, reluctantly releasing his hold on her. But as she turned away, he couldn't bear it, pulling her

hot and cold, and just when he thought he had swayed her a little, she would retreat and become even colder towards him. This made him anxious, almost to the

"Remington, maybe it's just your possessiveness. Because I was once your wife, carrying your child,

you're just used to having me at the Dashiell family. No matter how far or cold you are, I'm always there when you come home, under your

appeared on her lips. In fact, she

her sarcastic

Remington's chest heaved,

go of Lizetta, pulling at his tie and unbuttoning his shirt, his eyes reddened, staring at her, grating out, "It's like karma. I didn't believe you loved me and hurt you. Now, you're doing the same to me. What do I have to do for you to believe I love you? Do I need to tear my heart out

Her fingertips felt his chaotic heartbeat, pounding

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