Shattered Illusions Love Lies and Redemption (Lizetta and Remington) novel Chapter 676

Nelson's face darkened as he frowned and said, "Playing too many games, proud of foolish acts, and when caught, shows no remorse. Now, holding a grudge?"

He had never thought his granddaughter could be so unseemly.

Without the rose-tinted glasses, his disappointment only grew.

Hospital room.

With everyone gone, Lizetta wanted to lie down and rest a bit, but her gaze fell on a bag beside the bed.

It had been brought by Timothy just a while ago. Hesitating, Lizetta reached for the bag to see what was inside.

Sure enough, the items weren't something Timothy would buy.

There were maternity toothbrushes, a lumbar support pillow, soft slippers, a hat and socks of just the right thickness, and some sanitary pads from brands Lizetta usually used, among other things.

Lizetta frowned. Last night, she had thought she heard a soft knocking on the wall but dismissed it as her imagination. Today, bumping into Remington in the fire escape explained it all.

Gathering the bag, Lizetta got out of bed and went to the room next door, intending to hang the bag on the doorknob and leave. But just as she reached out, the door opened from the inside.

Remington, in his hospital gown, stood there.

Caught off guard, their eyes met.

Lizetta simply extended her hand, offering the bag back to him. "Your stuff."

Remington looked down at the bag she was handing to him, his gaze somber.

"These are things you'll use, and they're not expensive. No need to give them back."

Lizetta's voice was cool. "Yoli already prepared all of this for me. I don't need it."

His grip on the bag tightened, his burnt right hand showing beneath.

The white bandage on his hand slowly stained red from the pressure.

Lizetta's gaze shifted from his hand and met his, her voice emotionless.

"That's right, give up. I didn't come to see you; I came to ask Mr. Dashiell, is it you who's transferring, or should I start the discharge process right now?"

Her look was so decisive, utterly void of sentiment.

Remington's breath became heavy, his hand trembling as he held the bag.

In a moment of uncontrollable emotion, he abruptly pulled Lizetta into the room.

The door slammed shut behind them.