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?"

startled, took a moment before hastily

couldn't keep

on the woman lying there, fragile as a piece of paper. Her wet hair, her eyes tightly shut,

his footsteps heavy, almost afraid to

is very weak. She should wake up in about

Finally, Remington approached, bending down to hold Lizetta's hand. He held it tight, trying to offer her some warmth, but his hands were just

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

rushing to

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

earlier.

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

need to take care of yourself too. Let