Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption ( Lizetta )

Chapter 366 

But it was okay, at least this time she could face it in silence, unlike her previous hysterical reaction. 

She believed that someday, her love would come and go with the wind – arriving with its gusts and departing in its calm. 

“Remington, what’s up?” From the other end, Martin noticed Remington staring off into the distance of the hallway and asked. 

Remington snapped out of his daze, thinking to himself that he must have been too affected by that woman, feeling restless all day, to have such illusions. He always felt like that woman was watching him, but clearly, there was no one there. 

“It’s nothing, just a draft here. Let’s not let Godmom catch a cold; shall we head back inside?” 

He stepped forward to personally assist Barbara. 

Stella moved aside, pointing at the jacket on her arm, “Remington, you left your jacket in the hospital room this morning. I brought it for you.” 

Remington had rushed out from the hospital that morning after hearing about the spat between Lizetta- 

and Hanna. 

He nodded at Stella, “Thanks.” 

As they left, Lizetta finally came out and returned to their private room. Soon, Jenny and Yolanda joined 

her. 

Having nearly finished her meal, Lizetta found an excuse to leave the room. She went to the front desk to pay the bill and stepped outside for some fresh air. 

Unexpectedly, she saw Stella again. 

Stella was crouching near a flowerbed at a short distance, gently feeding a few cats belonging to the restaurant. The warm yellow light fell on her, casting a soft glow on her tender and smiling face. 

The scene looked picturesque until a child ran over, reaching out to touch one of the kittens. Stella stopped the child, her voice carrying over. 

“Hey there, kiddo, didn’t your mom teach you not to touch stray cats willy–nilly? Getting scratched could leave you looking real funny, and then there’s the really, really painful shots.” 

“But they’re so cute; can I feed them then?” 

“Of course, you can. The cat food is over there; I’ll show you. But next time, you need an adult with you, okay?” 

“Why?” 

“Cats are cute, but they can be quite mischievous.” 

Stella led the child away, and only then did Lizetta realize she had been staring for quite some time. 

Perhaps it was a common thing among women, to be curious about the woman their husband was fond of, to wonder what kind of person he had fallen for. 

And now, Lizetta knew. Oh, so this was the type of woman Remington liked – gentle and quiet, 

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kind–hearted, well–bred, with a charming appearance. 

“Hmph.” 

Lizetta suddenly found her own spying on Stella both pathetic and amusing. She chuckled lightly and was about to turn away when she bumped into a warm, solid figure. 

Lizetta tried to step back; but the person swiftly wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, pulling her back into his embrace, surrounding her with his familiar scent. 

His light blue suit caught her eye, and Lizetta felt a pang in her heart, pushing him away with force. 

“So it was you. What, saw me and decided to hide?” 

Remington pulled Lizetta into a shadowed area a few steps away, pinning her against the wall. Lizetta looked up, anger and annoyance in her voice, “Let me go, or I’ll scream!” 

Let Stella see for herself how he was two–timing. 

Remington seemed to ignore her threat, leaning in closer, his face buried in Lizetta’s neck, inhaling deeply before frowning at her, “Have you been drinking?” 

How could Lizetta drink? The smell of alcohol was probably from Yolanda and Jenny. She shook her head, trying to push Remington away, “No.” 

But Remington cut her off with a stern voice, “You really don’t care about Joy, do you? Dancing while pregnant. I can’t trust your word; I only believe what I see for myself!” 

With that, he abruptly caught her chin, lifting her face towards him. Lizetta’s eyes widened in shock, unprepared for his next move his lips pressed firmly against hers. 

His tongue boldly invaded her mouth, ignoring her resistance and refusal, overwhelming her with his heat. 

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