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.

Jerome, his

he could kick him out

of gratitude for saving Lizetta last

and Lizetta were divorced. Other men could now openly pursue her, be around

might be moved, might develop feelings for another man,

of receiving

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

forward, positioning herself between Remington and

a seat. Liz will want to chat

spoke, Yolanda fetched a chair for Jerome, placing it

Yolanda rolled

mind or not, Mr. Madden,

a visitor

at that, who is he to

would

his way to the window, settling himself on

get the

properly yesterday, please, sit."

intense gaze from the man across the room, offering Jerome

to sit down, placing the thermal container on the

special goji berry pigeon