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Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 690
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Although she had once loathed him, she never shied away or retreated when facing him. But now, it was almost

as if she instinctively dodged, like seeing a flood or a ferocious beast.

Even knowing that Lizetta might have been influenced by counseling, Remington still felt a pang of heartache

from her subtle avoidance. His gaze swept over the big bag Hogan was carrying, then over to the trash can

beside the hospital bed. There, discarded completely, were a pair of duck-yellow slippers, white knee-high socks,

and a light yellow beanie. All items he had personally picked out for Lizetta, now abandoned.

Remington's eyes turned icy as he lifted his gaze to Hogan, his voice cold. "I was coming to pick Liz up from the

hospital myself, no need for Dr. White's help!"

Hogan still had a gentle smile on his face. "Mr. Dashiell, that's a strange thing to say. Did you ask Liz if she

wanted you to come?"

Remington didn't answer Hogan. Instead, he took a step forward, looking tenderly at Lizetta, and softly said,

"Grandma insisted | cpersonally to ensure your safe return home."

After saying this, he handed his smartphone to Lizetta, gesturing for her to take the call.

Seeing Remington, Lizetta felt a deep repulsion and annoyance. The man who had promised to leave her be, to

not interfere in her life, was now backtracking to this extent; she couldn't help but feel disgusted. But hearing

that it was Fiona's arrangement, Lizetta suppressed her irritation. She took the phone with a bit of skepticism

and put it to her ear. Indeed, Fiona's familiar voice cthrough.

"Is that you, Liz?"

Lizetta's expression softened for a moment. "Fiona Dashiell, it's me. How have you been these last few days?"

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"I've been well, but you, leaving in such a weakened state, Fiona couldn't stop worrying. Knowing you were being

discharged today, | had Remington cto ensure you got hSafely. Liz, | know you don't want to see him,

just treat him as a regular driver or bodyguard for the day, just to put my mind at ease, can you do that?"

Listening to Fiona's cautious voice, Lizetta felt a tender bitterness. She softly replied, "Fiona, | understand, thank

you for your concern."

Lizetta didn't want to disrespect Fiona to her face. But after hanging up the phone, her expression turned cold

again. She handed the phone back to Remington, her tone distant and aloof. "I've already troubled my senior to

pickup, no need for Mr. Dashiell's effort."

"You just promised Grandma," Remington said gravely.

Lizetta frowned, and immediately

Hogan let out a light laugh, saying to Lizetta, "Liz, Mr. Dashiell went to the lengths of involving Fiona just to you.

It shows his dedication.

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Why not let him joinin taking you? It's just, my apartment is not fér, making such a fuss seems

unnecessary..."

Hogan's words clearly implied that everything about Fiona's command was just a ruse by Remington. Indeed,

Lizetta scoffed, "Mr. Dashiell's self-directed and self-performed , always so inconsistent, do you find it

amusing?"

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as if all his internal organs had

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bElidve by the one you love and to

see them defend someone with

dubious intentions, was this

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