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?”

faced Yvan. “I’ve served five years. Why can’t

that had demolished all her love and hope

reaction. “You got what you deserved. Why play

and said bitterly. “Right? So what are you doing here, throwing yourself

Hardly.” Yvan reached out and

back tears, but Logan was unexpectedly calm. He looked straight at Yvan and said

“Mr. Boyd” were like needles to Yvan’s

me Dad,”

don’t have a dad.”

a smile playing on his lips. “I just have a mom who spent five years in jail.” In that moment, Yvan

Logan’s single sentence pierced him with

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years in jail for what? For destroying his child and his love! How dare she now wear

Yvan remembered what Matilda had said as she was taken away

realize how

chest, and he looked at Logan, asking a stupid question, “When were you born,

to ask?