Shattered Illusions Love Lies and Redemption (Lizetta and Remington) novel Chapter 804

"Get her to the hospital now! And you, follow them!" he snapped at Stella again.

Anna hurriedly scooped up the child, while Stella, with a disdainful glance at the trouble-causing infant, quickly followed.

Meanwhile...

Lizetta didn't leave the Dashiell family's old mansion until after she had put Fiona to bed.

Remington was standing in the hallway, smoking a cigarette. The ember flickered in the night air, casting a solitary silhouette.

He seemed to recognize her footsteps. As soon as Lizetta stepped out, he turned, extinguished his cigarette, and approached her.

"It's late. Let me drive you home."

Lizetta shook her head, "No need, I've called for the Madden family's driver."

As she moved towards the entrance, Remington walked leisurely beside her, saying, "Then, at least let me walk you to the door."

Lizetta didn't object, but when they reached the Madden family's car, she was taken aback.

Indeed, the Madden family's driver had come, but he looked utterly miserable as he approached Lizetta.

"Miss, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to drink. It was just..."

He was clearly flushed from alcohol, his face a picture of drunkenness.

A security guard from the Dashiell family approached, equally apologetic.

"My fault, all my fault. I saw the guy sitting in the car looking bored, so I went to chat. Got carried away and handed him a bottle of water..."

"But when I took a big gulp, it was booze in the water bottle!" The Madden family's driver lamented, worried Lizetta might blame him.

The Dashiell family's security guard looked sheepish and guilty, "I mixed them up. My wife banned me from drinking, so I swapped the water bottle with alcohol to sneak a drink later. I'm so sorry, Miss Liz, it's all my mistake. Please don't blame the driver."

What a mix-up indeed.

Lizetta glanced at Remington, a smirk playing on her lips.

Meanwhile, the Madden family's car slowly pulled away with the Dashiell family's driver behind the wheel.

Remington started the car, catching Lizetta giving him a sidelong glance.

"You really don't mind the trouble, do you?"

He turned to her, a soft smile playing on his lips, "Raising you was no small feat. This is nothing compared to that."

Lizetta felt a twinge at his words, her gaze shifting to the car window.

Yet, Remington took another glance at her, sitting comfortably next to him, leaning against the plush pillow, a smile spreading across his face.

He had been somewhat miffed before, when she refused to ride with him, opting instead for Jerome Madden's company. Now, he had his wish.

The car was quiet, a rare moment of solitude for Lizetta and Remington.

As he spoke up, Lizetta couldn't help but feel a flutter of nervousness.