Shattered Illusions Love Lies and Redemption (Lizetta and Remington) novel Chapter 1006

Remington immediately put down Ron's belongings and said, "Great, I'll go upstairs and run a bath for you, girlfriend." With that, the man turned and strode up the stairs, as if terrified Liz might change her mind if he delayed even a second. Holding Ron, Liz suddenly felt like she had fallen into a trap again. "Tell me, do you think he's tricking me?" Liz asked Ron. Ron, however, seemed overjoyed, perhaps knowing he wasn't going to be sent away. The little guy's chubby hands gently patted Liz's face before he lunged forward, giving her cheek a frantic series of sloppy kisses, quickly covering her face in drool once more. Liz scrunched her nose at him. "You can't learn from him when you grow up, understand?" "Giggle, giggle." Ron responded with even more joyous laughter, seeming to think Liz was making funny faces at him. Liz couldn't help but laugh. Seeing her facial expression return to normal, Ron reached out his little hand and pushed her nose up. Holding the little guy's fingers, Liz scrunched her nose again, making a pig face, which sent Ron into fits of giggles. Liz then sat down on the sofa with Ron in her arms. "I can't be the only ugly one, you have to be ugly too." She set Ron on her lap and gently pushed his little nose up. Every time she pushed his, Ron would push hers back. The adult and the child had a wonderful time playing together. When Remington came downstairs after running the bathwater, this was the scene he walked into. The man stood at the top of the stairs, silently watching for a moment before walking over. Bending down, he said, "Hand him over to me and go take your bath. You've been running around all day, you must be exhausted, girlfriend." With a sweep of his long arm, the man scooped the little guy right off Liz's lap. Liz's heart leaped into her throat. "Be careful! You can't just carry a baby like that!" He was literally carrying the baby tucked under his arm like a football. "This is fine, he's not crying or fussing." Remington was nonchalant, but Liz jumped up. "No, no, that's definitely not okay. A baby's spine isn't fully developed yet. Hold him properly right now." She urged him, looking extremely anxious. Even though Ron, tucked under Remington's arm, was curiously looking around and seemed perfectly comfortable, seeing a 1.9-meter-tall man carrying a baby like a stuffed toy keychain nearly gave Liz a heart attack. Seeing Liz so anxious over the little creature, as if she couldn't even see the grown man standing right in front of her, Remington felt a sudden wave of annoyance. He had previously thought the little guy was somewhat useful for keeping Liz here, but now he just found him irritating. He muttered gloomily, "Girlfriend, you're too anxious about him. How can you yell at me for his sake?" Thinking him childish, Liz shot him a reproachful glare. "Stop messing around and hold him properly! Ron even suffered a mild concussion today. If you make him uncomfortable, I'll hit you!" She put her hands on her hips fiercely. Hearing the word concussion, Remington finally remembered what had happened. He adjusted his hold, supporting the back of the child's head with his large hand, and gently rested him against his shoulder. Liz said, "Let's bathe Ron first. Babies get tired quickly, so a bath will help him sleep earlier." Remington naturally had no objections, but he still pretended to be unhappy. "But I ran that bathwater for my girlfriend." He looked thoroughly displeased. Liz was completely defeated. She quickly stood on her tiptoes and planted a kiss on the man's chin. "I know my boyfriend is very capable." To Remington, that kiss felt like it had landed right on his heart. The woman's charming and gentle praise made him feel as if he were walking on air. His eyes darkened. Seriously... he was going to be completely at her mercy for the rest of his life. But he didn't mind the feeling; in fact, he enjoyed it immensely. "Let's go, time for a bath," Remington said, giving Ron's little bottom a light pat before taking Liz's hand. Together, they headed upstairs. Ron was very cooperative during the bath, not crying or fussing at all. However, it was the first time both Liz and Remington had taken care of such a small baby, and they were still flustered and clumsy. The bathroom was filled with constant commotion. "Ah, he's slipping down." "Hurry and get the towel, the bubbles are about to get in his eyes." "Ron, don't move, we're going to wash your hair... Ah, stop splashing, Ron!" Amidst the constant gasps and exclamations, Ron seemed highly entertained by sending the two adults into a panic. The baby sat in the bathtub, happily smacking his hands against the surface of the water. Liz gasped and turned her head away, but her face was still splashed with water. "Ron! If you dare splash water on my girlfriend again, I'm going to spank you!" Remington's face darkened slightly. He reached his large hand beneath the water, moving toward Ron's chubby little bottom. But before his hand could even touch the little guy, Ron lifted his bottom slightly and let out a loud fart. Pfft, pfft, pfft. A string of bubbles floated right up between Remington's fingers. Remington: "..." The man's sheer disgust and breakdown were palpable. After freezing for a second, his face turned completely black. "Ron!" he shouted sternly. Ron seemed startled. His lively expressions froze for a moment. The adult and the child suddenly locked eyes in a tense, silent standoff. Watching them, Liz's heart suddenly skipped a beat.