Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Lizetta just felt herself yanked away by a strong force, and the next second, she was enveloped in a comforting and warm embrace.

She breathed in the cool fragrance of the man, like frosty pines on snowy peaks, with a power to soothe the soul.

Lizetta looked up incredulously into Remington’s deep eyes. For a moment, it was as if she could only see her own reflection in his gaze.

“Scared stiff, huh? It’s all good now.”

His large hand caressed the top of her head, and his voice was soft and low.

Lizetta stared at him dumbfounded, feeling her heart racing as if it might burst out of her chest, yet she was unsure whether it was due to his gentleness now or the shock from

before.

She lifted her hand and clung tightly to Remington’s waist. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Evelina, collapsed in Cedric’s arms, turned her head and caught this scene.

In the nick of time just before, she had thrown herself at Remington, yet he didn’t hesitate to toss her aside. If Cedric hadn’t caught her, who knows how embarrassed she’d be right

now.

Evelina even suspected that if she hadn’t been between Remington and Lizetta, he wouldn’t have bothered to toss her aside; his eyes were only for Lizetta!

Now, as Evelina saw Remington and Lizetta in each other’s arms, jealousy burned in the depths of her eyes.

She hurried forward. “How can there be such a lunatic in the hospital? It’s a good thing Remi pushed me away! Oh my God, Remi is hurt!”

Brought back to reality by the noise, Lizetta finally noticed a gash on Remington’s right

arm.

The suit jacket and white shirt were torn, with blood dripping steadily–which was a shocking sight.

Evelina clutched Remington’s arm, with tears falling like rain.

“It’s all my fault, if it weren’t for pushing me out of the way, you wouldn’t have been hurt.”

So he had made sure Evelina was safe before saving her? This injury was also for Evelina’s sake.

LE are you okay?”

Remington had shielded Lizette and kicked the attacker away. The guy tried to get up but Hogan delivered an extra kick and pinned him down with his hands behind his back on the ground.

Now that security had taken control of the situation, Hogan finally got a chance to check In on Lizetta.

Lizetta shook her head at him. “I’m fine, and my senior brother is–Ouch!”

She didn’t get to finish her sentence as a man’s strong grip clenched her waist, and his fingers dug into the soft flesh there; the pain it caused made her whimper.

After the security came to ask Hogan to handle the aftermath, he apologized to Lizetta.

“The guy’s son had late–stage brain cancer, and was now not eligible for surgery. He begged me on his knees yesterday to operate, but I had to refuse. His son passed away this morning. Sorry for dragging you into this. I’ll have a colleague take care of Mr. Dashiell’s wound.”

He turned to call a nurse over, then hurried off with security.

“Ouch, Remi, does it hurt?”

Evelina, still crying, blocked the nurse.

Lizetta’s eyes were cold as she yanked Evelina away.

“He’s not dead yet, and your tears aren’t antiseptic, so spare him the extra moisture if you want him to heal faster!”

Remington looked down at Lizetta with a flicker of amusement in his eyes.

She was like a little cat guarding her food, and it was kind of adorable.

Evelina staggered back a couple of steps, and accused Lizetta with tearful eyes.

“Remi got hurt because of me, so why can’t I cry?”

Remington, getting a headache from the noise, glanced coldly at Cedric and ordered.

“Take her back to her room.”

Cedric quickly stepped forward, and draped a shawl over Evelina. “Ms. Hawthorne, let me escort you.”

Evelina didn’t want to leave; she didn’t want Lizetta and Remington alone together. She showed a pained expression, supporting her belly, and her face turned slightly pale.

“Remi.

Before she could finish, Remington said.

“Go rest. I’ll come see you in a bit.”

Evelina’s eyes brightened, and without further fuss, she obediently nodded, turning to

Lizetta.

“Sis, since Remi doesn’t take care of himself, please make sure the nurse bandages him up properly, okay?”

She gave Lizetta a concerned nod before turning to leave.

Lizetta pulled Remington to sit on the bench, gesturing for the head nurse to come over, and she couldn’t help but murmur.

“This is quite the love scene.”

Remington raised his arm to cooperate with the nurse to cut off the sleeve.

Hearing her words, he lifted his lids; his gaze was deep, and lips curled slightly.

“Jealous?”