Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

A rustling sound emerged from the other end, and Remington instructed Bess.

"Let's do a video call."

He hung up and directly tapped into WhatsApp to start a video call with Bess.

Bess immediately accepted, clearly no stranger to this routine. She expertly positioned the camera to frame the sleeping figure on the couch before setting the phone down and busying herself with other tasks. Remington, driving, sparingly glanced at the screen.

On the screen, a woman lay in a loose, white maxi dress, her long hair partially covering her face and her hands gently cradling her noticeably rounded belly. She looked utterly serene.

As the car ascended the highway and left the city behind, Remington accelerated and eventually ended the video call.

Evelina was kept in a villa halfway up in Lanson, not far from Zion City.

Besides the two servants the West family had dispatched to attend to Evelina's daily needs, Remington had also placed three bodyguards on strict watch over her.

Evelina was not allowed a step outside the villa, bereft of freedom and entertainment, with every meal and its portion strictly regulated-all for the child she was carrying.

During this time, she lived like a walking womb, existing solely to nurture the child, stripped of all her rights.

Remington's car rolled into the villa's driveway, where Stella was already waiting, pale-faced and anxious as she ran out of the villa.

her back. It's caused a spinal injury, and the baby is in a dangerous

assigned to watch Stella approached, reporting

"How did she fall?"

not yet due. The sudden incident had disrupted all

fell in the bathroom. We checked, and there was nothing unusual, so it must have been an accident. I'm sorry, Mr. Dashiell, we failed to protect her adequately." Remington nodded slightly but

smell of blood wafted towards him, accompanied by Evelina's agonizing screams, causing him to frown

the doctor came out of the room, his expression grave as

Dashiell, we can't seem to correct the fetus's position for a natural

perform a cesarean. What, do you need me

exuded an aura of

the patient's relationship with Remington, didn't dare

replied,

condition is weak, her clotting

her to the hospital for a C-section is highly risky. If something were to

Stella

the baby! This might be the only heir to

her, his eyes reflecting the hallway's harsh fluorescent light, seemingly coated in a layer of

withdrew her hand,

turned to

steady, "You're