Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption ( Lizetta ) novel Chapter 376

Chapter 376 

She was exhausted and without the energy to hail a cab, not to mention her bag and phone had been snatched by Hanna’s security earlier. 

“My car’s in the lot, maybe I can carry you there?” Hogan offered, noticing Lizetta’s pale complexion. 

Lizetta shook her head, “I can walk.” 

Despite her determination, Hogan disagreed, “Better not push yourself. Just wait here for a moment.” 

With that, he let go of Lizetta and hurried off. 

He returned with a wheelchair, but before he could reach her, a towering figure strode towards Lizetta and, without a word, scooped her up and headed outside, followed closely by a group of men in black. 

Hogan dashed after them, abandoning the wheelchair, but it was too late. Lizetta was already being whisked away in Remington’s car, leaving behind only Hogan’s coat on the ground. 

In the car, Lizetta was seated on Remington’s lap, his arms wrapped around her. She didn’t struggle, though the place where she’d been injected felt oddly numb, possibly from the stress. 

Worried about Joy, she dared not move much. The partition was raised, making the once spacious backseat feel claustrophobic. 

Remington’s once comforting presence now only added to her extreme irritation. Lizetta attempted to free herself, prompting Remington to hold her even tighter; head bowed, he asked with concem, “What’s wrong? Feeling uncomfortable?” 

Lizetta looked up, her gaze dull, and asked, “Can you let me go, please?” 

Remington, feeling a tightness in his chest at her expression, covered her eyes with one hand and 

loosened his tie with the other, pleading softly, “Don’t look at me like that.” 

Freed from his grasp, Lizetta moved to sit by herself, turning to look out the window and coldly said, “Take me to Yoli’s. I don’t want to go back with you.” 

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Remington’s mood darkened at her complete rejection and refusal to even glance his way. He tried calm his roiling emotions and gently stroked her hair, softly saying, “Come on, let’s go back to Oakridge Heights. 

He intended to explain that he had arranged for a private doctor to stay at Oakridge Heights, believing she needed bed rest and medical supervision for a couple of days. He couldn’t trust her safety if she went to Yolanda’s. 

However, before he could finish, Lizetta, seemingly reaching her breaking point, slapped his hand away and turned to mock him callously, “Go back to Oakridge Heights for what? So you can control me as you want? If you’re not taking me to Yoli’s, then stop the car! Now!”