Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

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Remington was clueless about the turmoil inside Lizetta's heart. Seeing her relent and let go, a faint smile played on his lips, adding a touch of warmth to his usually reserved demeanor. He was gentle and meticulous in his movements, filling the room with nothing but the soft hum of the hairdryer.

Lizetta felt his fingertips gently weaving through her hair, occasionally massaging her scalp. It was comforting, familiar.

It brought back memories.

As a child, when Remington was in a good mood, a bit of pouting from her would have him drying her hair just like this.

But she did it for him more often than he did for her. He was always too impatient to dry his hair after a shower, and fearing he'd catch a cold, she would insist on drying it for him. Those warm, sweet memories felt both like honey and poison.

Catching a glimpse of him in the mirror, clad in a bathrobe, Lizetta realized she had overestimated herself.

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She couldn't just pretend he was srandom guy named Tony.

This kind of intimate atmosphere didn't suit them at all.

Her breathing grew uneven, and when Remington's fingertips accidentally brushed the skin behind her ear, she couldn't help but flinch.

The next second, the hairdryer was turned off.

The world seemed to fall silent, and Lizetta could hear her own heartbeat.

"Are we done here? I'll go check if dinner's ready." As Lizetta tried to stand, Remington's hand pressed gently on her shoulder.

"Why are you blushing?" There was a depth in Remington's gaze as he spoke, his hand moving as if to touch her flushed cheek.

Lizetta stood up abruptly. "Remington! That's enough!" His lips curved slightly, amused by her obviously flustered and annoyed expression.

"Liz, you can't even treatas someone without a history. How can we move on separately? Don't deceive yourself. We're only happy together." His voice was deep, almost seductive.

Lizetta felt a wave of panic, glaring at him.

"Who says I can't? Do I need to start dating someone else and get married tomorrow for you to stop assuming things about me? I admit, maybe I haven't fully moved on from you. After all, it's been years of dove and hate. But that doesn't mean we can rekindle our relationship, nor does it mean my decision to leave you is any less real! Remington, letmake this clear once more, it's over between us!" With that, Lizetta turned and walked away.

Remington watched her leave. "Liz, if I truly move on, marry someone else, and have children, can you honestly wishhappiness?" Lizetta paused for a moment but didn't look back or hesitate before nodding.

"Yes, I will wish you happiness." Her words hit him like a thousand arrows, almost crushing the hairdryer in his hand.

The mere thought of her with another man was unbearable.

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Yet, she said she could wish him happiness.

She knew exactly how to hurt him, how to cut deep with her words.

When Lizetta went downstairs, dinner was ready.

She helped Fiona to the dining room, where Remington was already waiting.

He had changed into a casual grey outfit, looking effortlessly relaxed and subdued.

He hadn't dried his hair, and although it was partially dry, the tips were still ially dry, the damp.

Lizetta pretended not to notice, but Fiona gave him a glance and couldn't resist teasing. "Speople just don't know how to appreciate the good days, always stirring up trouble. Lost Wife care and now there's no one to of him, huh?" X

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