Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

"Here, try this homemade red date and angelica soup. It's just the right temperature and sweet. Have a sip."

Lizetta had been constantly nagged by him to eat, and it was driving her nuts.

She reached out, intending to snatch the thermos from him to splash the soup right in his face that seemed to beam with affection.

But Remington was clearly prepared. No matter how hard Lizetta tried, she couldn't wrestle the thermos away from his firm grip.

Frustrated, Lizetta looked up, ready to hurl insults, but Remington took a sip from the thermos and then leaned down to kiss her, forcing the soup into her mouth.

Lizetta's eyes widened in shock, refusing to swallow.

With a gentle press under her chin from his hand, she found herself swallowing against her will.

The soup was meant to be sweet, but all she could taste was bitterness.

"Stop the car! I'm going to be sick."

Lizetta wiped her mouth forcefully, her face full of disgust.

Remington's vein on his temple throbbed as he pinched her chin and fed her another mouthful.

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