Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

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Liz, are you afraid of falling foragain? Or are you afraid that deep down, you're still in love with me?"

The only response he got was the sound of the door being double-locked, followed by Lizetta's cool voice. "I'm

going to bed. You better leave!"

"Goodnight then," Remington replied.

Behind the door, Lizetta smirked mockingly. As if she wished him a good night.

He was just being sentimental. She simply didn't want to owe him anything after their divorce.

But then, a familiar knocking pattern cthrough the door.

Knock, knock, knock, knock!

Three quick, one slow.

Just like the countless times they had said goodnight through a wall.

Lizetta's mocking smile froze, her eyes suddenly moist.

But she didn't raise her hand to respond. Instead, she quickly moved away from the door and entered the master

bathroom. Remington leaned against the door, waiting in vain for her to knock back. All he heard was her

receding footsteps.

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He sighed softly after a while.

That night, Lizetta found it hard to sleep. Hans' appearance had indeed affected her.

She slept fitfully, her dreams filled with a sense of running, shrouded in a fog of blood.

When Lizetta woke up the next morning, her head felt heavy.

She lay there for a while before getting up and opening her bedroom door.

What she didn't expect was the aroma of food that immediately assaulted her senses.

She had been living alone these days. Could it be...

Lizetta hurried to the kitchen, only to witness an unexpected scene.

A tall, imposing man stood there, dressed in a white shirt and black suit pants, sleeves rolled up to reveal strong,

sculpted arms, busy cooking.

He also wore an apron, a pink and yellow floral one with ruffle edges that Lizetta had bought a few days ago.

So, he hadn't left last night?

"Good morning, Liz."

Hearing her approach, Remington turned around, greeting her as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

Lizetta, however, felt a headache coming on. "Why didn't you leave?"

"Did | say | was leaving last night?" Remington raised an eyebrow.

Then, he turned back to the stove, lifting the cooked noodles into a bowl, and instructed.

"Go freshen up. The noodles won't taste good if they get cold."

Lizetta clenched her teeth, standing still, utterly frustrated.

Remington approached her, his gaze at her frowning face and

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hair, which somehow made

her look even more adorable.

He reached out to smooth her hair, but Lizetta turned abruptly and stormed off to the bathroom.

After slamming the bathroom door, Lizetta turned the faucet on full,

blast, determined to change the net

locks first thing later.

When Remington placed two bowls of noodles on the dining table, Lizetta cout of the bedroom, changed.

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"Let's eat. | made your favorite noodles."

Remington stood by the dining table, his handsfeatures illuminated by the morning light, looking calm and

distinguished.

Yet, he felt a bit nervous, worried she might refuse to eat what he had prepared.

But Lizetta didn't refuse and walked over to the table.

Remington's mood instantly improved, smiling slightly. It had been a long tsince they had shared a meal,

and he felt as excited

as if he had just signed a

multi-billion dollar contract

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Lizetta looked at Remington, who pulled out a chair for her to sit before saying, "You start. I'll get the door." [x

He had called Cedric earlier to bring sclothes over, planning to go straight to work afterwards.

Expecting Cedric, Remington opened the door.

But outside, along with Cedric, stood another person.

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