Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Nelson's face darkened as he frowned and said, "Playing too many games, proud of foolish acts, and when caught, shows no remorse. Now, holding a grudge?"

He had never thought his granddaughter could be so unseemly.

Without the rose-tinted glasses, his disappointment only grew.

Hospital room.

With everyone gone, Lizetta wanted to lie down and rest a bit, but her gaze fell on a bag beside the bed.

It had been brought by Timothy just a while ago. Hesitating, Lizetta reached for the bag to see what was inside.

Sure enough, the items weren't something Timothy would buy.

There were maternity toothbrushes, a lumbar support pillow, soft slippers, a hat and socks of just the right thickness, and some sanitary pads from brands Lizetta usually used, among other things. Lizetta frowned. Last night, she had thought she heard a soft knocking on the wall but dismissed it as her imagination. Today, bumping into Remington in the fire escape explained it all. Gathering the bag, Lizetta got out of bed and went to the room next door, intending to hang the bag on the doorknob and leave. But just as she reached out, the door opened from the inside. Remington, in his hospital gown, stood there.

off guard, their eyes

stuff." Remington looked down at the bag she was handing to him, his gaze somber. "These

all of this for me. I don't need

given. Besides, I wasn't the one who

was tense, his voice tight with a hint

didn't

associated with him as repulsive as poison in

he wouldn't take it,

bag dropped towards

the bag before it hit

at the cold woman in front of him with a mocking

said might as