Shattered Illusions Love Lies and Redemption (Lizetta and Remington) novel Chapter 1309

Her body felt incredibly soft and relaxed, and her heart was brimming with an overwhelming sense of fulfillment and peace.

Too lazy to move, she simply allowed her eyelids to flutter open.

The lighting in the hospital room was dim, leaving her momentarily disoriented about the time of day.

However, judging by the gnawing hunger in her stomach, Lizetta guessed she had been asleep for quite a while.

"Baby, are you awake?"

She had merely blinked, yet somehow the man behind her immediately sensed she was up.

Lizetta gently loosened her hold on Joy and slowly turned her head.

"Yeah. What time is it?"

She asked softly.

In the darkness, Remington's eyes gleamed with a deep, liquid light. He leaned in to press a kiss to her cheek before answering.

"It's almost dawn."

Lizetta blinked, struggling to comprehend.

No wonder she felt so ravenous. They had lain down to sleep around eleven in the morning. Had they really slept for fifteen or sixteen hours straight?

Alarmed, Lizetta quickly looked down at Joy in her arms.

"Has Joy not woken up either?"

Babies generally didn't sleep for such long stretches. If Joy had been asleep this whole time, could the lingering effects of the drugs in his system be far worse than the doctor claimed?

Sensing her anxiety, Remington spoke up from behind her.

"He woke up once in the middle. He peed, drank some milk, and went right back to sleep."

Lizetta breathed a sigh of relief, though she felt a bit foolish.

"Was I sleeping that heavily? I didn't even hear him cry."

Remington let out a soft chuckle. Reaching around her from behind, his large hand slipped under her shirt, coming to rest on her incredibly flat stomach.

He gently rubbed her skin, the calluses on his palm sending a tingling shiver through her.

Lizetta was just about to say something when an even more awkward situation unfolded.

The loud rumble from her stomach seemed to have startled Joy. The little guy's lips suddenly puckered, and he let out a loud wail.

Instantly abandoning all embarrassment, Lizetta hastily began patting Joy, soothing him with a gentle voice.

"Joy, don't be scared, don't be scared. Mommy has you."

Remington's hand was still resting on his woman's stomach. He had been fully prepared for a moment of intimacy, only for the little troublemaker to ruin everything.

The man leaned over, shooting a dark, wholly unamused glare at the little creature.

You little brat, you really don't know how to read the room!