A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 94

Matilda stood abruptly, her very posture screaming indifference. Her every action was a testament to her deep resistance to all things related to Yvan.

As she took her first step towards the exit, Yvan’s voice, laced with amusement, floated from behind her, “Matilda, you’re not actually scared of me, are you?”

Her shoulders tensed violently, her fingers clenched into fists. She spun around, meeting Yvan’s piercing gaze with a tremor in her chest, and retorted almost instinctively, “Cut the crap, Yvan. I don’t want to share a room with you, and it sure as hell isn’t because I’m scared.”

Without a backward glance, she strode away, her steps light but decisive, her words hitting the air like a lead weight, heavy with loathing, “It’s because you make me disgusted!”

Yvan stood there, momentarily shaken by her blunt declaration.

Disgusted by him? What gave Matilda the right to be disgusted?

After Matilda had disappeared, Mason whistled softly from his seat and quipped in an icy tone, “Well, you made her leave. Happy now?”

Yvan turned a cold glare toward Mason, “I’ve warned you countless times.”

chuckled, “But from what stance, Yvan?”

left

with Matilda, even if it’s just a budding fondness for now.”

he watched the menacing intent in his gaze, “Or is it that you

and

Yvan’s demeanor had shifted so dramatically upon her approach – it was all because of Matilda’s

fingers tightened, and as Mason stood up, her face twisted into a coquettish plea, “Mason.”

her with a smile, “I know

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go after Matilda because Mason was protecting her. No, it was Matilda herself who was

had eyes as clear as a mountain stream, utterly unlike Ella who

league of her own, far above any comparison with Ella. So, in every way, Ella would never measure up