Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

"Mr. Dashiell!"

Cedric gasped while the doctor's face went pale with shock.

Taking a step forward, Cedric intended to support Remington, but the man was already forcing himself to lift his head. His pale face was tinged with a smear of blood, the only color left on his handsome features.

"Please, take heart..."

The doctor's words pierced through the heart like a shard of ice. The pain of losing a child was unbearable, more agonizing than having one's flesh cut out. And he wasn't even the one who had carried the child. If he felt this way, how was Lizetta supposed to face this after enduring the agony of childbirth?

Remington's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed the sweet bitterness in his throat, staring at the doctor with a voice so hoarse it was barely recognizable.

"Does she know?"

doctor, somewhat startled, took a moment before hastily shaking his

lost a lot of blood, couldn't keep up,

from the operating room as Lizetta was wheeled out. Remington wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, his gaze falling on the woman lying there, fragile as a piece

watched, his footsteps heavy, almost afraid

She should wake up in

it

to her room, while Jerome didn't follow. He stood in front of the operating room, watching them leave, his hands silently clenched, then slowly released in a gesture of helplessness He hadn't expected the child

was rushing

out like this. He remembered the first time he saw Lizetta, how she fell in front of his car in pain, clutching at his pants leg, begging him to save her child. She was so anxious, so loving towards that baby. If only he could have driven faster, or left home a

earlier.

embraced her frail body. His throat tight, he found himself unable to speak, gently laying Lizetta back on the bed. As he turned to

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