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Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption ( Lizetta ) novel Chapter 22

Chapter 22 

Threads of allure, tugging at his heartstrings

A surge of restless fire shot straight to his lower belly, roaming through his body, turning into an unquenchable heat that surged out through his nostrils

Remington jerked his head up

Damn, what had grandmother give him to drink? His nosebleed was flowing as if he’s caught some dreadful disease

Lizetta lay on the bed, phone in hand. Thinking of Lucian’s room being cleaned up, she decided to google some information about Lucian

A flood of headlines popped up on the Internet

#Seraphine Realm’s Racing Prodigy

#A Whirlwind Life of the First F1 driver

#Ardentia’s Most Promising Racer

#23yearold Lucian Bags a Milestone Point in His F1 Debut, Ready to Return Home#l 

Lizetta’s lips curled up as she read, her eyes shining with pride, joy, and envious aspiration

It wasn’t until she heard noise from the bathroom that she hurriedly flipped her phone face down on the nightstand, pulled the covers to feign sleep

Remington, toweling off his hair, walked toward the bed, noticed the glowing phone screen, and reached out to 

turn it off

He paused as he inadvertently saw the content on the screen

The man glanced at the woman on the bed, her eyes tightly closed, his expression indiscernible

Lizetta, with her eyes closed, stiffened at the sound. Remington definitely knew she was faking sleep

Just as she was about to open her eyes in annoyance, the man didn’t expose her. Instead, he put down the phone and seemed to head to the balcony. Lizetta opened her eyes to see his blurred figure leaning against the railing, his robe fluttering in the wild wind, with a dot of crimson at his fingertip

Out there with the lightning and thunder, and he’s lighting up a smoke. When did his nicotine addiction ramp up

She didn’t give it much thought and closed her eyes again. certain that Remington knew she was pretending to sleep

The bed dipped behind her, but she didn’t pay it any mind

After all, they had been married for two years, and even after their intimate moments, Remington would usually sleep in another room

Tonight, with Fiona watching, they had to sleep together, but she was well aware of their boundaries, they would definitely sleep separately

Just as she was about to fall into deep sleep again, the man’s strong arms suddenly wrapped around her waist from behind and gently pulled her in

Lizetta was drawn into the man’s warm embrace, and through the thin fabric, she could clearly feel the scorching heat of his body and the firm lines of his chest and abs

He had taken off his robe

The man’s slightly hoarse voice was right by her ear, Asleep?” 

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Chapter 22 

The thunder rumbled again, and while the wind howled outside, the temperature inside rose rapidly 

Lizetta instantly awoke, her heart pounding as loud as the thunder outside

As she was still bewildered, the man’s lower half pressed against her

A distinct heat pressed against Lizetta’s hip, and her mind went blank

Remington.She stiffened, her voice quivering slightly

The man’s lips lingered on the tender skin behind her ear, his voice husky to the extreme, Why so nervous?” 

Lizetta tilted her neck to avoid his scorching breath

What do you mean?” 

Her evasive movements were somewhat adorable, like a proud cat refusing to be docilely petted

Remington’s lips parted slightly, kissing the sensitive skin behind her ear, his voice huskier than ever

Don’t you know why my grandma gave me that soup?” 

Lizetta was annoyed, I let it be because I knew you were frigid!” 

In the first year after their marriage, he hadn’t touched her

Lizetta felt lost. She had tried every shameless seduction tactics

Yet even when she paraded around him in skimpy clothes, he would still turn a blind eye. Even when she fell into his arms and her towel dropped, leaving her bare on top of him, he stayed as composed as a monk and even offered her a glass of ice water to cool down

Other men would get a taste and crave more, but even after breaking his celibacy, he barely touched her that year

If it weren’t for those few times he did, and each lasted so long and exceeded the usual count, she would have suspected he had some kind of issue

With his level of selfcontrol, he was the bane of Viagra; grandma’s tonic soup was nothing to him

Frigid? Ha, I’d be letting you down if I didn’t live up to that expectation!” 

As he spoke, he flipped over and pinned Lizetta beneath him, his overwhelming pheromones enveloping her completely

Lizetta panicked, raising her hands, Don’t! I don’t want this!” 

Don’t? Weren’t you the one accusing me of not satisfying you, talking about divorce? From today on, let’s make up for it. Four times in one night, is that enough?” 

Remington forcefully ripped open the woman’s neckline

The lightning outside illuminated the woman’s face, making it stand out against the night sky

Her petite and delicate face was pale, making her eyes look especially pitiful and full of panic

She truly didn’t want it

 

Remington froze; he understood at that moment

Even if he burned that divorce agreement, her mind was set on splitting up

The lust in his eyes vanished in an instant, replaced by a frosty edge as he fiercely grasped Lizetta’s small face

Who do you want if not me in my bed?” 

Lizetta’s eyes brimmed with tears as she glared back at him

I don’t want you, that’s for sure! Get off me!Her nose felt sour as she remembered the nights she had waited for him, how he had left her alone in their bedroom

Now, when she was finally getting over him and they were about to divorce, why was he provoking her again

She resisted with every fiber of her being, her eyes glistening with unshed tears

Remington’s handsome face was somber as he stared at her intently. Just as Lizetta felt like she was drowning in the man’s oppressive stare, he turned and lay back down

Lizetta breathed a sigh of relief, though her heart was heavy with an indescribable sadness

She closed her eyes, forcing herself to sleep

Silence reigned for a long time, and just when she thought Remington had fallen asleep, his icy voice cut through the quiet

Lizetta, we’re not getting divorced. Dream on!” 

Lizetta’s breath hitched and she opened her eyes; it took a moment before she whispered back

ButI miss Remi.” 

She missed the Remington who used to treat her with tenderness, the one who had cherished her.. 

She wanted to find her brother again

Lizetta feared that if they continued this way, they would become unrecognizable to each other, even the warmth in their memories would be lost

Lizetta spoke softly, and the man behind her said nothing

She thought he hadn’t heard her, but then she heard the sound of the wall being knocked

Knock, knock, knock. Knock

Lizetta’s eyes moistened in an instant

He was with Evelina; they were all over the trending searches, yet she didn’t cry

Even when deciding on divorce, she didn’t cry, but now the tears she had held back silently cascaded down like a breached dam

Her memories went back to when she was eight, nearly beaten to death, leaving her with severe psychological trauma. It was probably Remington who brought her back to the Dashiell family, and Lizetta only trusted and clung to him

Fiona had arranged her room next to Remington’s, and when nightmares plagued her, making her scream and cry, Remington would rush to her side, comforting her until she calmed down and fell asleep peacefully in his 

arms

Even with a psychologist’s intervention, her condition didn’t improve. One night, Remington turned over in bed and kicked a lump, which startled him

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Turning on the lights, he saw the girl sitting on the floor with a pillow, her forehead swollen into a large lump, her eyes brimming with tears

Back then, Remington was only fourteen with a temper. He nearly lost it and with a grimace, dumped her back in her room

But the next day, as soon as he fell asleep, there was a rustling behind him again; not daring to come closer, as soon as she was discovered, she would hold a pillow and shrink at the foot of the bed, not daring to make a sound, biting the corner of the pillow as large tears fell

Out of options, Remington had another bed set up right next to his, with a folding screen in between. Even so, there would always be an extra lump on his bed at night

His sleeping habits had to change from unruly to wellbehaved because of this, and the wildest young master of Zion City spent his whole adolescence with a princess bed in his room, even taking on the role of a nanny at night

It’s something no one would believe

They shared that bed for over a year, and the dependence seeped deep into her bones

Until one morning, Lizetta was thrown out of his room with her blanket while still in her dreams. No matter how much she cried or pleaded, he remained unyielding

Though they eventually had separate rooms, Lizetta’s bed was placed against the wall next to Remington’s room, headboard to headboard

With just a wall between them, Lizetta would knock on it before sleep, and Remington would respond. They said goodnight to each other until half a year later when he went abroad for studies

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