Shattered Illusions Love Lies and Redemption (Lizetta and Remington) novel Chapter 822

Lizzy's expression stiffened slightly, and seeing this, Thad noticed something was off and glanced towards Remington.

"What's up? You two haven't thought about it yet?"

Thad figured his sister was happily married, so having a child seemed like the next logical step, especially since Lizzy had been out of college for a while now.

Remington's hand found its way back to Lizzy's waist, pulling her closer into his embrace as he addressed Thad.

"Of course, we've talked about it. I couldn't be more thrilled at the idea, but I also deeply respect Liz's wishes."

Thad nodded in approval, his gaze softening even more as he looked at Remington.

Then Remington, lowering his voice, whispered in Lizzy's ear, "What do you think about having one?"

But Lizzy tensed up, shooting Remington a look that clearly said 'back off.'

Then she turned to Thad, "Big brother, my career hasn't even taken off yet. There's no rush for babies."

After a bit more conversation with Thad, the couple left the hospital room together. Remington kept his arm around Lizzy the entire time, not once letting go even as they walked far away from the room.

"Have you had your fill?" Lizzy quipped, feeling the warmth from Remington's hand through her sweater, an unusual heat creeping up her skin.

As they reached the elevator and the doors slid open, Remington didn't release her but instead pulled her closer, backing her into a corner of the elevator.

"What are you doing? There are cameras, be mindful of the impression you're making!"

Even though the elevator was empty, anyone could enter at any moment.

Surrounded by Remington's woody cologne and feeling the tension in his chest, Lizzy couldn't help the flutter in her heart.

A tiny initiative from her, and he was lost in wild thoughts, longing to kiss her, wanting more.

And to fiercely silence those heartless and contradictory words of hers.

His voice was low, filled with emotion and temptation. He moved closer slowly, his deep gaze locking onto her like a hawk.

He didn't want to force her, giving her a chance to accept or reject.

Their breaths mingled, lips inching closer and closer.

Just as they were about to merge, Lizzy suddenly turned her head away.

His warm lips brushed past the corner of her mouth, landing just at the tip of her ear, red as a drop of blood.