A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 59

Matilda felt a sharp pang in her chest and mustered a pale smile at him. “I appreciate your concern, Mr. Boyd, but I can handle my own matters. If you’re not busy, please feel free to go about your day.”

Her words were a clear dismissal.

Yvan’s smile twisted with anger. “Don’t bite the hand that feeds you, Matilda.”

He, Yvan, a man of importance, had never concerned himself with a sick woman before. This was a first, and she had the nerve to send him away?

Matilda returned his gaze with a sarcastic smirk. “I’m hardly on my deathbed with a cold, Mr. Busybody. We have nothing to do with each other anymore. If you’re here to have a laugh at my expense, then by all means, have your laugh and be on your way.”

Seething with nowhere to channel his fury, Yvan retorted, “I just came to see how pitiful you are on your own. There’s nothing here worth my time.”

With that, he stormed toward the door.

Matilda, sitting on the hospital bed, clenched the sheets tight and let out a self–mocking laugh, thinking. “Yvan, don’t pretend to care now. You never considered my feelings when you hurt me before. Now

you’re all concern and care? What a joke!”

left, Matilda sent a text to Chloe, who didn’t reply. Considering Declan’s menacing demeanor the night before, Matilda decided not to press her friend to keep her company. After two hours of

was accompanied by the man she’d bumped into outside the bar last night.

to the nines; he winked at

this afternoon. Came in with a fever nearly hitting a

was identical to his initial reaction,

he approached her and said, “You’ll need to come back for a

thanked him.

But hey, five years, and you’re all by

a sudden sting at her nose. “Who

pursed lips, it was the blond

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nodded, ready to leave.

her, “Hey… you still haven’t told me your name.”