Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 760

And then it hit him; the Dashiell family's overall taste was more inclined towards lighter flavors. Perhaps it wasn't that she didn't like or wasn't used to spicy food, but rather that Lizetta had always been accommodating the Dashiell family's tastes.

She never dared to express her own preferences, with the only thing she bravely shared being her feelings for him.

But he hadn't believed her, misunderstanding her and hurting her time and again.

With the Dashiell family, she could never truly be herself, whereas with the Madden family, she was the darling princess, showered with love and affection.

This realization choked Remington up, tightening his throat.

He silently picked up his fork and hesitantly tried a few slices of the spicy lotus root, lowering his gaze as he ate.

Lizetta glanced at Remington, her lips parting slightly as if she wanted to say something, but then she remained silent. Remington wasn't one for spicy food.

Sure enough, after eating the spicy lotus root, he immediately reached for his glass of water, taking a couple of swigs.

Lizetta thought to herself, eating spicy food and then drinking water would only make it spicier; milk would be the better option to neutralize the heat.

However, Remington just slightly furrowed his brow, put down his glass, and then picked up a piece of spicy beef.

Lizetta noticed that he continued choosing spicy dishes, and he became unusually quiet for the rest of the meal.

but ultimately neither stopping him

finished her meal, put down her utensils,

full, going to

put down his utensils, gracefully dabbing his lips with a napkin before leisurely commenting

with you, there's no point forcing it. After all, some

the relationship between him and Lizetta was broken beyond repair, and attempting to mend it would be futile. Remington's expression turned

it's forced or not isn't up to you or me.

his head

if having a meal with you feels forced to Liz, what else is there to

face grew even colder, but

felt it was forced now, he

someday, she would no longer feel

to discuss this with someone

Remington unmoved, Jerome's

Mr. Dashiell who's stuck in the past,

you so sure she's completely moved on,

waiting for Jerome to respond, Remington turned and left

the restroom, feeling little desire to return to

checked the time, thinking