Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Remington's gaze was heavy with sadness, yet he didn't move aside.

"Can't you wait even a single day?"

Lizetta barely had any energy left, practically forcing herself to get up. She didn't have the strength to argue with Remington.

Yolanda, supporting her, felt Lizetta was like a leaf in the autumn, devoid of any strength.

The Lizetta of the past was not like this. Though slender, she was in good health.

She could dance for hours on end, effortlessly. But now...

Yolanda was filled with pity and snapped, "Isn't it obvious? Being married to a guy like you is like having a guillotine hanging over your head, never knowing when it'll fall and strike her again. Every minute is torture! Cut the crap and get on with it!"

However, Remington seemed to ignore Yolanda's words completely, treating her as if she were thin air.

He bent down, forcefully picked Lizetta up, and strode towards the hospital room.

"What are you doing?! Remington, if you have any conscience, let her go!"

"Ray!"

to intercept him,

soon taking Yolanda out of the room and shutting

the verge of exploding, struggling against Ray at

Remington Dashiell is also grieving. The priority now is to ensure the lady's health. She didn't get proper postpartum care, and if

when she was helping Lizetta change her clothes, seeing Lizetta break out in a cold sweat, Yolanda bit her lip, frustrated, and sat down outside the

Inside the room.

remove her shoes, then grabbed a towel to wipe the

trying to make me hate you more?" Lizetta's voice was weak, her

didn't stop, nor did his expression change,

face, firmly supported the back of her head, making her look

from his touch, struggling

Hatred, to me, is better than indifference or numbness." Saying

on this.

her eyes gradually reddening with

voice becoming gentler, "First, take care of your health. Otherwise, you won't be able to do anything, not even

look at him and closed

then lifted her chin with the tower, wiping off the sweat from her neck as well,

her back on the

utter a word or even glance at him, Remington's

towel back, saying, "I'll have someone bring in