Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Liz passed the bowl to Jerome, who carefully scooped up a spoonful of the slightly cooled soup and brought it to Lizetta's lips.

"Grandpa and Grandma wanted to wait at the hospital for you to wake up yesterday, but they just couldn't keep their eyes open. They're really worried about you. You've got to take care of yourself and get better soon. Is it too hot?"

Lizetta opened her mouth and drank the pigeon soup from Jerome's hand, shaking her head.

"It's not hot, tastes great."

She actually wanted to feed herself, but she knew Yolanda was up to something.

If this could drive Remington away, she was all for it.

But Remington, with his chilly aura, was sitting on the couch with his legs crossed, watching them without saying a word or leaving.

His presence was so imposing that Lizetta, who already had a small appetite, found swallowing even more difficult.

"Can't eat anymore?" Seeing her like this, Jerome didn't insist and put the soup bowl down, grabbing a napkin.

He reached out to wipe the corner of Lizetta's mouth but was intercepted by another hand.

to teleport instantly to the other side of the

Remington's hand and looked

delicate skin, tissues

ever so serious, used his thumb to wipe away a small stain of oil from Lizetta's lips, then snatched the napkin from Jerome's hand to clean his own. Sitting there, watching her accept another man's feeding, watching her smile at another man, it

another man tenderly wiping her face, he couldn't

confused, didn't quite catch on to what was

him a

you, you don't have to

handed Jerome a document from

darkened, "Lizetta, what

to get back together, they'd

was their divorce decree she

look at Remington, pushing the

you to help me verify

think I'd deceive you with a fake?"

did Lizetta look at him, nodding, "It's not impossible. Since the decree didn't come directly from the civil affairs bureau, who knows if the

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