Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 926

Remington shifted Lizetta gently to the side, "Watch out for the broken pieces."

Lizetta glanced down, noticing the shattered remains of the two pots of succulents that had been sitting on the balcony. Her lips pressed into a tight line.

"So why were you playing around like a cat? Look at this mess!" she groaned, still shaken from the recent scare.

Remington's expression softened, his lips parting slightly.

"Why are you upset with me? I'm broken too, you know. Feel for yourself."

He guided her hand to his chest, his grip firm yet warm. His hands, though elegant and well-manicured at first glance, bore the rough texture of someone who spent time riding, golfing, and at the shooting range.

Despite their coarseness, Lizetta could feel the strong, steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath her palm.

For a moment, her irritation faded away, replaced by a strange, soft warmth.

"I didn't know the great CEO of the Dashiell Group could mimic a cat so well," she teased.

lips curved into

says there's a cat, I can't just let her

let's

an eyebrow, "Hold on

causing her to cling tighter to him, her hand instinctively wrapping around

tapped the screen.

trick," Lizetta huffed, amused

so worried about your family finding

chin defiantly, "Let's be clear, Mr. Dashiell, we're not

pressed together, a smirk playing on his

Madden doesn't mind being

grinned

of

points." fo

spirited response lifting

won't do. I'm already

negative