A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 88

The door to the Mason residence flew open with a thunderous kick from Yvan..

When the two men locked eyes, neither had expected to find the other in their space that day. Without a second thought, Yvan lunged forward, seizing Mason by the collar, and pinned him against the wall with a force that sent a shudder through the frame.

His eyes, sharp as daggers, bore into Mason. The coldness in his voice sliced through any remnants of their past camaraderie, “You got a death wish or something?”

“A death wish?” Mason’s lips curled into a half–smirk, “Interesting. So getting cozy with Matilda is a capital offense now?”

Yvan’s fury painted his handsome face with an intensity that was almost palpable. His mouth opened to retort but he swallowed the words, releasing Mason instead. Both men were panting, visibly struggling to contain their emotions.

It took considerable effort for Yvan to speak, each word measured and deliberate, “Where is she?”

“The bathroom.”

Mason seemed to regain his composure first, “She’s been drugged by Troy.”

know.” Yvan didn’t waste another moment, striding towards the upstairs bathroom of the Mason house, “I’ll settle the score with Troy myself.”

the bathroom door, and there was Matilda, slumped over the edge of the bathtub. Her fair face

undeniable allure.

thought of Mason witnessing her in such a vulnerable state ignited an uncontrollable rage within Yvan.

body. from the water. As she nestled her head against Yvan’s chest,

softness of her voice, it struck a heavy blow to his heart, crumbling

her words were clouded by the drug’s influence, Yvan couldn’t help but respond.

He replied, “Yeah.”

outside the bathroom, Yvan’s eyes narrowed slightly. His grip on her tightened involuntarily, yet he managed to say, “Thanks, Mr.

a smile, unfazed by Yvan’s guarded stance. “I didn’t do it for you. It

pretty invested in my ex–wife.

laughter intensified, a chilling aura emanating from his devilishly handsome face. Knowing full well his antagonism, Mason raised an eyebrow

up, his sharp and beautiful eyes flashing a warning. “I’m telling you,

to meddle.” Mason laughed on spot, “Your ex–wife is none of your business anymore, so why the clinginess? If you admit you’ve fallen for Matilda, I wouldn’t mind a fair