Shattered Illusions Love Lies and Redemption (Lizetta and Remington) novel Chapter 566

Lizetta nestled in the man's embrace, her mind a whirlwind of confusion and shock.

Flashes of her childhood flickered before her eyes, her shoulders trembling slightly as she spoke in a hoarse voice.

“I can barely remember anything from before I was six, living with the Hawthornes. It's all a blur until I was kicked out...

Being abandoned was terrifying, but I knew Evelina was the rightful Hawthorne child, and going back to the Gardenias was where I belonged.

I entered the Gardenia household full of hope, but the first time I called Hans 'Dad,' I was met with a slap across the face. After that, beatings and going hungry became a part of my daily life.

I often despaired, wondering why I was cursed with such parents. But we don't get to choose our parents, so all I could do was swallow my tears and endure.

And now you're telling me it was all a lie, that they aren't my real parents. What does that make all the suffering and beatings I endured?!”

Lizetta choked up, her fists clenched, trembling with rage.

She wasn't a Gardenia child; they could have handed her over to the police or sent her to an orphanage.

Anything would have been better than this deception, letting her endure years of physical and emotional torment.

“Liz, it's a good thing you're not a Gardenia. They never deserved to be your parents! If you still want to find your real family, I'll help you search!

And if you don't want to search, that's fine too. You've got Daisy and me! Even if I mess up and you don't want me around, I'll always be here for you, Liz.”

Remington's large hands gently stroked Lizetta's hair, soothing her trembling frame with a voice so tender it was uncharacteristic.

Gradually, under his consolation, Lizetta's emotions began to settle. She could feel his warmth, his heartbeat, his familiar scent and embrace.

A crack appeared in the icy shell around her heart, warmed by his gentle words, slowly thawing the chill and pain.

This unsettling feeling made her push Remington away, wiping her cheeks awkwardly.

“Don't flatter yourself. I've got Daisy, and that's enough for me!”

Seeing her spirit return, Remington didn't mind her harsh words and nodded.

His voice, filled with a soothing power, made Lizetta lift her head from his embrace.

“Really?”

“Of course,” Remington assured, his fingertips gently wiping away her tears, his eyes full of sympathy.

Lizetta nodded, wanting to believe him like she did when she was a little girl.

Because the little Lizetta who believed in her brother never faced disappointment.

Could this mean Thaddeus would really wake up?

Avoiding Remington's gaze, Lizetta calmed down, and when she looked at him again, her eyes were filled with a bitter resolve.

“I want to confront Daisylin myself.”

Maybe Daisylin knew the truth about her origins. Even if she didn't, Lizetta needed to ask Daisylin why she had been deceived for so many years.