Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Remington stiffened, staring at the woman whose face was a mix of skepticism and mockery, anger clouding his vision.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

"I didn't! How could I ever protect the person who harmed my wife and child?"

But Lizetta only scoffed, shaking her head in disbelief.

"Haven't you done it before? When Evelina caused trouble, one tear from Stella and you let Evelina's child stay. Luna wreaked havoc, and a call from Stella made you back down every time. Remington, if you hadn't left that night, maybe... maybe Hans wouldn't have had the chance."

Evelina had caused her trouble time and again, even ruining the wedding, leading to years of misunderstandings between them, and was responsible for Yolanda's tragic fate at the ceremony. Remington had promised to take action against Evelina, yet in the end?

And these days, Remington often spent the nights outside Pine Villa, sometimes staying for a while, sometimes until dawn.

Lizetta knew, deep down, she couldn't help but wonder, if Remington hadn't protected Evelina, if he hadn't gone out to the countryside that night. If he had stayed outside, would Daisy still be safe? "Remington, Daisy is gone, I am to blame, and so are you!"

Lizetta's eyes, red with emotion, bore into Remington, her voice a mix of pain and accusation. She feared that if the West family was involved, he would show mercy again.

"I know! It's my fault for not protecting you all!"

Remington's voice was hoarse as he touched Lizetta's eyes, trying to soothe the hatred there, his face pale. But Lizetta suddenly grabbed Remington's hand from her

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"No! You don't understand! You don't know how sweet and smart Daisy was. From the moment she was with me, she hardly troubled me, only occasionally showing signs of early pregnancy, as if to let me know she was there but didn't want to make me uncomfortable. I delayed my prenatal check-ups, but she grew healthy and strong, never causing me worry. When I was sad, she seemed to feel it too, comforting me in her way. After I could feel her movements, every time I called her, she would respond. She even had a talent for music; when I played

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Lizetta spoke with a tender smile, yet tears silently fell. Remington's hand, pressed against her belly, felt cold sweat, trembling slightly. "Liz, please stop talking."

"Why should stop? Daisy loved you,

her father. That time you went to Luminesia, couldn't sleep well for nights, it was as if she sensed you reminding me. And the other day, when you parked outside, Daisy was especially well-behaved..." s.net

Remington's breath grew heavy, his heart as if torn to shreds by her words. Suddenly, he barked, "Lizetta! I said stop!"

He pulled his hand free, wrapping her in his arms, his voice a whisper against her hair.

"We don't need to talk about it anymore..."

His eyes closed in pain, filled with regret. It wasn't that he was tired of her reminders, but her repeating them hurt her too, physically and emotionally. She probably didn't realize she was shaking. But Remington's attempt to calm her only made Lizetta more agitated. She struggled fiercely in his embrace, her voice rising in desperation.

"Remington, where did you put Daisy's ultrasound? Can you bear to look at it again? Can you?!"