A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 8

Was this kid coached by Matilda? Teaching him to play two–faced games like this.

Yvan, seething with anger, stormed into the living room and caught sight of Matilda standing there. All the emotions from their five–year separation surged to his heart in an instant.

Matilda’s eyes held a deep–rooted fear and pain that made Yvan involuntarily clench his fists.

“It’s been a while,” he said tersely.

Matilda didn’t respond.

Logan, unable to stop Yvan, ran to his mother’s side, took her hand, and said, “Don’t worry, Mommy. Let’s go to bed.”

Mother and son turned to leave, intending to ignore Yvan completely.

“Stop right there!”

The angry voice from behind made Matilda shiver, and even Logan could feel her hand. trembling.

Yvan, his anger turning into a bitter laugh, said, “Aren’t you going to explain this kid to me?”

explain?” Matilda’s voice shook as she faced Yvan. “I’ve served five years. Why

that had demolished all

her reaction. “You

welled in Matilda’s eyes as she turned away and said bitterly. “Right? So what are you doing here, throwing yourself at a woman with a record like mine? Am I really worth entering your grand home?”

out and grabbed Logan’s hand.

tears, but Logan was unexpectedly calm. He looked straight at Yvan and said softly, “Mr.

Boyd” were like needles

me Dad,”

have a

lips. “I just have a mom who spent five years in jail.” In that

Logan’s single sentence pierced him

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child and his love! How dare she now wear

what Matilda had said as she was

realize how wrong

gripped Yvan’s chest, and he looked at Logan, asking a stupid question, “When were

you need to ask?