Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Here's the revised translation with cultural and contextual corrections to better suit an American audience:

But her heart didn't flutter in the slightest; she found it rather laughable.

It was too late.

Any attempt at making amends now meant nothing to her.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the hospital room door.

A nurse walked in, her arms filled with several flowers, wearing a broad smile.

"There's a new flower shop that just opened across the street. The owner is doing a promotion and sent over a bunch of free flowers to our ward this morning. Every room gets some. I've got a few for Ms. Gardenia as well."

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"That's a nice surprise. These flowers are quite beautiful."

Yolanda stepped forward to take the flowers as the nurse left. Turning to her roommate, she said,

"No wonder I saw a crowd around the nurses' station when I came back with breakfast. The place was buzzing with the scent of flowers. The owner sure is generous. Let me find a vase for these. You know, our room really could use a splash of color."

Saying this, Yolanda began rummaging through the cupboard for a vase.

Lizetta had been admitted to the hospital on short notice the night before, too late for anyone to think about bringing flowers.

Today, though, these flowers, albeit only five in number, were quite stunning and vibrant, bringing a touch of joy.

"They smell lovely. Let me wash the vase."

Yolanda indeed found a vase under the bedside table. Handing the flowers to Lizetta, she dashed off to the restroom.

Lizetta glanced down at the flowers in her hands, two yellow roses and three sunflowers.

Lacking fancy wrapping, they were, as Yolanda had said, fresh and beautiful. Every petal exuded vitality, brightening her mood. Lizetta smiled, gently stroking the petals, a hint of amusement in her eyes.

Next door.

"Mr. Remington Dashiell, the flowers have been delivered."

Ray entered as Remington was preparing to have his breakfast. If one looked closely, they would notice that the breakfast on his table was identical to the one next door at Lizetta's.

Yolanda had ordered a nutritional meal set from a reputable diner not far from the hospital known for its healthy meals.

But the meal delivered was actually switched by someone else for one that Remington had specially prepared, with cleaner, more nutritious, and tastier ingredients. "Did she notice anything?" Remington inquired.

"Not sure, I'll go check later. If the lady has put them up, it means she hasn't noticed. If the flowers are thrown out, then she did."

Ray replied with utmost honesty.

Remington, "......"

Maple Cottage.

The Maddens were also having breakfast at that time. Andrea was wearing a new dress she had bought while shopping yesterday, a light purple long dress that flattered her slim figure.

She had done her makeup early in the morning, her long curly hair cascading over her shoulders, making her look exceptionally delicate and tender.

She sat next to Nelson, coquettishly holding his hand.

"Yesterday, also bought gifts for grandma and grandpa. I used my brother's card, but the thought was all mine. After breakfast, let's go upstairs and I'll show you the surprise I've prepared."

Before Nelson could respond, Mrs. Bernice Madden frowned, “No, I need to go to the hospital to see Elsa!”

Andrea's smile froze, visibly upset.

Jerome, sitting across from Andrea, noticed the change in her demeanor. He tapped on his phone that lay beside him.

He had sent off a DNA sample for expedited testing the night before.

Judging by the time, the electronic report should be arriving soon.