Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Remington adjusted his tie and stepped into the room with determination.

"Liz, I'm not trying to control you, just looking out for you."

"We're nothing to each other now; I don't need Mr. Dashiell's care."

Lizetta replied coldly, believing that staying away from him was the quickest way to heal.

Remington frowned, wanting to say more, but the hospital room door creaked open, and Yolanda's voice followed.

"Liz, guess who's here to see you? Mr. Madden dropped by."

With Yolanda's cheerful voice, she walked in, followed by a tall figure, Jerome.

Apparently visiting, he wasn't in his usual sharp attire but wore a simple white tee under a navy-striped blazer, relaxed yet still showcasing his upright posture.

He carried a thermal container, following Yolanda, his gaze immediately landing on Lizetta.

Then, his eyes were drawn to the red booklet in Lizetta's hands.

A divorce certificate.

"Seems like my timing could've been better? Mr. Dashiell, you don't mind, do you?"

Clearly, the divorce was fresh, and Jerome hesitated slightly.

turned to Jerome, his gaze

Remington wished he could kick him out right there

debt of gratitude for saving

pursue her, be around her.

moved, might develop feelings for another man, belong to someone

calm at the moment of receiving the divorce certificate suddenly felt a storm brewing inside

darker, coldly saying, "Do you think I'd

Remington and the hospital bed, edging Remington

to chat with you, she'll

spoke, Yolanda fetched a chair for Jerome, placing

cold gaze, Yolanda rolled her

for whether some people mind or not, Mr. Madden,

a visitor here, and

at that, who is he

Remington would leave

of leaving, Remington made his way to the window,

the chance

properly yesterday, please, sit."

the man across

the

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