Shattered Illusions Love Lies and Redemption (Lizetta and Remington) novel Chapter 1358

Startled, Lizetta instinctively ducked down.

Inside the ward.

Kimberley had the distinct feeling that someone was watching them. Assuming it was just a passing nurse, she glanced toward the window but saw no one.

She gently set the little girl down. "Candy, play by yourself for a minute. Mommy needs to make a phone call."

Candy obediently nodded and trotted off. Kimberley walked to the door and pulled it open.

But the hallway was completely empty.

There was no one in sight.

As a former A-list actress, she had always been hypersensitive to the gaze of others.

Had she been out of the industry for so long that her instincts were playing tricks on her?

She stepped back inside and closed the door.

In the stairwell nearby, Lizetta clutched her chest, waiting for her racing heart to calm down.

It was her first time snooping on someone like this, and it was equal parts terrifying and thrilling.

She hadn't dared to show her face because it seemed Kimberley was intentionally keeping this a secret from Jerome.

Ever since the recent corporate drama, Lizetta's identity as the Madden family heiress was public knowledge.

Kimberley definitely knew her connection to Jerome. If Kimberley saw her, Lizetta worried she might panic and immediately flee with Candy.

Clutching her phone, Lizetta slipped back into Joy's room. Joy was still sleeping soundly, but Remington was nowhere to be seen.

Hearing rustling from the bathroom, Lizetta excitedly opened the door and popped her head in.

"Remington, guess what I found out..."

She froze. Remington had taken off his hospital gown and was attempting to unwrap the bandages around his shoulder and back.

Lizetta gasped in alarm. "What's wrong? Why are you taking off your bandages? Did your wound reopen?"

She hurried over. Remington turned, caught her by the waist, and pulled her smoothly into his arms.

She carefully peeled the bandage back layer by layer, keeping a close eye on his reactions to ensure she wasn't hurting him.

Completely focused, she didn't realize that her posture forced her to lean forward constantly, pressing her soft curves flush against the solid expanse of his chest and arm.

Remington's breathing gradually grew heavy. As she shifted to get a better angle, a low, rough groan vibrated in his chest.

Lizetta's hand trembled. She immediately stopped and looked at him in alarm.

"Did I hurt you?"

Before the words had even left her mouth, he turned his head, his shadow falling over her as his lips captured hers.

A breathless gasp escaped her.

Startled by the kiss, she dropped the bandage. It fluttered to the floor as she grabbed onto his hot, muscular shoulder to steady herself.

Her other hand hovered nervously, entirely unsure of where to place it.

The man's scorching hand suddenly intercepted her wandering fingers mid-air, guiding them downward.