Shattered Illusions Love Lies and Redemption (Lizetta and Remington) novel Chapter 430

He grumbled, and then abruptly ended the call.

Clutching her phone, Lizetta couldn't shake the irritation brewing within her. She tried calling back, but now, Remington's line was dead again.

"Liz, are you seriously gonna listen to him?"

Remington's promise to show up echoed in Lizetta's mind. She put down her phone and with a slight smile, nodded, "Let's go ahead with it."

"But if we go through with the wedding as planned and Remington doesn't show up tomorrow?" Yolanda was worried, feeling that scoundrel Remington could very well pull such a stunt.

"Because this is the last time I'm waiting for him. So, even if he doesn’t show, it's okay."

The fear was in the endless waiting, never knowing if he would come.

She’d endured such long waits. This last time, waiting till the end wasn't an issue; it was about bringing things full circle, giving herself closure.

The rain was torrential, sweeping across the forests, with gusts of wind enveloping everything in its path.

A branch, unable to withstand the pressure, snapped, hurling towards Remington.

"Mr. Dashiell, watch out!" Ray shouted as he ran forward, but it was too late.

Fortunately, Remington dodged just in time. The branch missed his head but struck his shoulder hard, sending him stumbling a couple of steps before he managed to steady himself against a rock, preventing a fall.

"Mr. Dashiell, are you hurt?"

"I'm fine. Is the helicopter ready?" Remington looked up, his voice firm.

The rain blurred his vision, and despite wearing a raincoat, he was a sorry sight.

They hurried to the makeshift helipad, where the helicopter's lights made the surrounding vegetation dance wildly.

Another team member rushed up, his face clearly anxious under the harsh light.

"What's the matter?" Remington asked grimly, striding forward.

"Mr. Dashiell, it's bad news. Ms. West has spiked a high fever and just passed out."

Remington's expression shifted as he rushed to the helicopter. Bending down to enter the cabin, he saw Stella lying there, her face flushed and eyes closed.

He touched her forehead, and whether it was his hands, chilled from the cold rain, or Stella's fever running high, her skin felt alarmingly hot.

Remington urgently ordered, "Quick, to the nearest hospital."