Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 198

Remington hopped through the window and swiftly strode forward, grabbing the woman. by the waist and pulling her back to him. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Lizetta threw herself into Remington’s arms, while clutching at his clothes; her eyes were wide with shock as she looked up at him.

Their eyes met and Lizetta froze.

Remington was dressed casually in sportswear, his hair, not as meticulously styled as usual, fell loosely around his face.

Not bothering to dry his hair, he left it damp and hanging in front of his eyes. The sunlight streaming in from the window danced in his tresses, making him look years younger, evep boyish.

He reminded Lizetta of that handsome young man who used to make her heart race and her cheeks blush when she was younger.

Lizetta’s heart skipped a beat; she felt her pulse racing, and her mind going blank.

Then, Remington’s eyes twinkled with amusement as he asked, “Scared ya? Why so chicken?”

Lizetta snapped back to reality and pushed Remington away.

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“How on earth did you get in through the window? This is the second floor! If you were in such a hurry to leave, I could have told Grandma.”

She didn’t get to finish her sentence before Remington opened his palm to reveal a few orange candies.

Lizetta froze again as Remington raised his hand, offering the candies to her.

She felt breathless, like she was in a dream.

Boys would climb up to their beloved girl’s window just to give her a single candy; it was an act so sweet and innocent that it almost didn’t seem real.

“What are you spacing out for? See if it’s your favorite orange candy,” Remington said with a laugh in his voice. Seeing her not moving, he unwrapped a candy and brought it to Lizetta’s lips.

Instinctively, she opened her mouth and took it, then the sour–sweet taste of orange spread through her mouth.

Lizetta felt a similar sweetness in her heart.

“Is it good?” Remington asked, reaching out to ruffle her hair.

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With the candy he gave her melting in her mouth. Lizette felt his rare tenderness; it felt like she was on cloud nine. Then she looked up.

“It’s very sweet”

Remington seemned pleased with her reply, his face softened as he bent down to look her in the eyes

“Sull mad?”

Lizetta’s nose tingled, but she couldn’t help but smile genuinely.

Her cheeks flushed a little as she shook her head and said stubbornly, “I told you that I’m not mad anymore.”

Remington chuckled, clearly seeing right through her; he was now convinced that she was truly over the incident of falling into the water.

With a mix of exasperation and amusement, he tapped Lizetta on the head.

“Such a no–hoper, other women would demand gifts, cars, jewels, houses when they’re mad. Why are you still as easy to please as when you were a kid, all happy with just a candy?”

Lizetta, still with the orange candy in her mouth, took the remaining candies from Remington’s palm and said with pursed lips, “I just love candy, it’s sweet.”

She turned around, but Remington reached out with a laugh.

“Let me taste how sweet it is, how could it be better than a bank card or jewels.”

But Lizetta clenched her fist, stuffing the candies into her pocket and guarding them, “You found the candies yourself, and you can get more if you want. These are mine now.”

The woman guarding her candies was like a cat protecting its food, or like a child.

Adorable.

Remington found it amusing, and he bent down to scoop her into his arms. Lizetta let out a yelp of surprise, while instinctively holding onto him and looking up at him.

Before she could get a good look at his face, a shadow loomed over her.

He leaned down and kissed her, his tongue exploring, finding the half–eaten piece of orange candy and sharing the sour–sweet flavor with her.

Blushing in annoyance, Lizetta punched him with her fists. Remington walked a few steps. with her in his arms, then laid her down on the bed and pressed down for a deeper kiss.

His lips and tongue were hot, and the orange candy didn’t last long under their fervent movements; its lingering taste quickly dissipated.

Lizetta’s face was flushed, and her body turned weak; she was kissed into a dizzy state.

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slid down her back to her waist and hips, and his body also responded

ngly the air between them was hot and charged.

A breeze blew in from the wide–open window, bringing with it a hint of coolness.