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

and Remington wished he could kick him out right there

of gratitude for saving

openly pursue her, be

might develop feelings for another man, belong to someone

had been calm at the moment of receiving the divorce certificate suddenly felt a

face grew darker, coldly saying, "Do you think I'd mind you

forward, positioning herself between Remington and the hospital bed,

to chat with you, she'll definitely

she spoke, Yolanda fetched a chair for Jerome,

Remington's cold gaze, Yolanda rolled her

people mind or

visitor here, and

who is he to

hoped Remington would leave in

of leaving, Remington made his way to the

get the chance

properly yesterday, please, sit."

the intense gaze from the man

the

special