Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

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Why did he still address her like that?

At that moment, she noticed the line of text she'd been staring at suddenly vanish.

A message popped up on her screen:

[The sender has withdrawn a message.]

Lizetta, "..."

But this time, she didn't have to wait long before he replied again.

Just two words:

[Available.]

It seemed he had stopped being erratic and returned to his usual reserved and laconic self, Mr. Dashiell.

Acting as if she had seen nothing, she replied to him.

[Let's meet tomorrow afternoon, I have something to ask you.]

[Okay.]

In the hospital room, Remington had uncrossed his legs. The man, who had been lounging lazily against the sofa back, straightened up, resting his arms on his widespread legs, leaning forward with his phone in hand. After agreeing, he feared he might seem too aloof, so he quickly added two more messages.

[What time?]

[Do you need me to pick you up?]

Lizetta thought about her schedule for the next day; she was already planning to visit the Starlight Group on behalf of Madden Media to submit a letter of intent for cooperation.

It would be a good opportunity to meet Remington, maybe around four or five in the afternoon?

Just as she was about to reply, another message from Remington popped up on her WhatsApp.

[I checked tomorrow's schedule with Cedric, and I'll only be free for dinner. I'll book a restaurant, and we can discuss it over the meal.]

Lizetta thought for a moment, then sighed lightly, deleting the time she had typed out and replying simply with,Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

[Okay.]

Meanwhile, Remington, looking at her brief response, had a sparkle in his deep eyes, a slight smile on his lips. "Boss, did something good happen?"

Cedric, after delivering a bunch of baby items, saw Remington's rare smile and was so moved he almost cried. He leaned in and asked softly.

Only then did Remington turn off his phone screen, twirling it between his fingers before glancing at Cedric. "Book a restaurant for tomorrow night."

Cedric almost instantly understood who Remington intended to dine with.

Apart from his wife, no one else could make the boss smile like that.

Cedric immediately gave a thumbs-up, excitedly saying,

"Don't worry, boss. I'll compile a list of the hottest romantic restaurants in Zion City and provide you with some options to choose from."

In the past six months, the boss had become a workaholic iceberg due to

his troubled love life, and

he had lost his own ability to enjoy life.

Poor guy, he hadn't flirted or gone on a date in half a year; he needed to catch up on where couples were dining out these days. Remington nodded in approval at Cedric.

Stella sat on the hospital bed, holding the baby. The room was quiet, but even though Cedric and Remington spoke in hushed tones, Stella could hear everything clearly.

She bit her lip hard, bowing her head to hide the frustration and jealousy on her face.

She tried not to listen or look, but

the

image of Remington looking down at his WhatsApp, his handsome face smiling tenderly and indulgently, was seared into her mind.

This couldn't go on.

A man like Remington was irresistible to any woman.

Moreover, such a man was now devoted to just one woman.

Lizetta was just putting on an act, her heart still set on Remington. With Remington pursuing her like this, how long could she hold out?

If the two of them reconciled, Stella would have no chance at all.