Shattered Illusions Love Lies and Redemption (Lizetta and Remington) novel Chapter 1018

Liz let out a soft chuckle. "Then make sure you don't do anything lacking in self-respect tonight, or you'll be slapping your own face."

Before stepping into the room and closing the door, she gave Stella a sweet smile. "I'm sleeping with my own boyfriend. I'll sleep with him however I want. Got it?"

She rolled her eyes, shut the door, and locked it loudly to make her point.

Standing in the hallway, Stella frowned deeply. With Liz around, finding an opportunity was going to be incredibly difficult.

Separated by just a wooden door, Liz had barely finished locking up when a familiar, amused male voice sounded right beside her.

"Baby, how exactly do you plan to sleep with me tonight?"

Liz jumped in fright. Clutching her chest, she turned to see Remington leaning casually against the adjacent wall. He hadn't gone far at all. Clearly, he had heard every word she had just said to Stella.

Her ears burned. She shot him a reproachful glare. "I'm going to take a shower."

She couldn't be bothered to entertain his teasing. Little Ron was sleeping right there—what kind of dirty thoughts were running through his head?

When she had walked in and turned on the lights, the layout of the room had given her a terrifying shock. The furniture and the bed were draped in large white cloths. At first glance, it looked incredibly eerie and devoid of life. She had pulled back one of the cloths to check, only to uncover a wooden rocking horse with a lifelike baby doll sitting on it. The movement made the horse rock, and the doll tumbled down. Its head snapped off and rolled right to Stella's feet, nearly scaring the soul out of her body.

Stella's face was still pale. Seeing Remington come out of the master bedroom this quickly confirmed her suspicion: he and Liz couldn't possibly be as intimately reconciled as they pretended to be. As long as there were still cracks between them, she still had a chance.

Remington glanced past her into the room, his eyes dark and unfathomable. "Oakridge Heights does not entertain outsiders. We don't have guest rooms. The room across the hall was prepared for Joy. It's empty now, so you will sleep there tonight."

Stella had already formed a dark suspicion when she saw the things hidden beneath the white cloths. To realize it was actually the room meant for the dead baby made her skin crawl even more.