A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 40

Yvan made his way down the grand staircase of the opulent manor, a mocking smirk playing on

his lips as he faced Matilda. “Matilda, you sure have a high opinion of yourself.”

The servants had all dispersed, leaving only Matilda and Yvan at the entrance, locked in a standoff.

Just a few days ago, Yvan had burst through her doors, and now, Matilda was the one stepping

into his house uninvited.

Violet, upon seeing her, wore a mask of complex and profound emotions–pity, hatred, and sympathy.

To Matilda, the five years she had spent behind bars paled in comparison to the heart–wrenching days since her release that she had to face Yvan.

“So, you’ve set your heart on fighting me for our son?” Tears welled up in Matilda’s eyes, her voice a plaintive cry. “Let’s take this to court! You haven’t shown a shred of care for him in five years–I refuse to believe your lawyer can make you the victor!”

all of Ashton City, and you want to talk about a court battle, Matilda? Aren’t

at Yvan’s merciless words. Some lessons in life–like Yvan’s cold–blooded cruelty–had to be learned the hard way, even if she had already experienced them firsthand five years ago. Why did she still find herself utterly defeated

time, for Logan, she would not back

court!” Matilda forced a tearful smile, “Yvan, I won’t give an ich when it

Yvan’s pupils involuntarily shrank. Regaining his composure, he sneered at Matilda. “You think you can die? I thought people like you preferred clinging

to this piece of trash.” Matilda retorted through her tears.

called upstairs with the last of her strength,

dashed out of his room and flung himself into Matilda’s

in a few days. Just stay here and be good for

Chapter 40

stand such displays of affection that cast him as

having someone escort her, but Matilda declined, turning away just as she had

silhouette was unchanged from that

watched her disappear into the distance, his expression