A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 133

Yvan seemed to snap, yanking Matilda to the side of the booth with a force that drew everyone’s attention.

Chloe’s cry and rise to her feet were met with Yvan’s icy glare.

His grip on Matilda was relentless, and as the rest of the booth’s occupants stood, tension crackled in the air – a fight seemed imminent, and bystanders began to back away.

Chloe’s eyes blazed with anger as she pointed at Yvan, “Let her go, Yvan!”

His sneer was cold, “And what gives you the right to tell me what to do?”

Chloe’s retort was laced with bitter laughter. “And what right do you have to take her away? Yvan, you were the one who dumped her! Now what? Trying to win her back with your tail. between your legs?”

Yvan’s rage flipped into a grin at Chloe’s sharp tongue.

Matilda tried to pull away, but he was unyielding, dragging her toward the exit. As onlookers turned their heads, catching a glimpse of Yvan’s well–known face before quickly looking away. Matilda’s resistance was futile against his brute strength. Her face flushed with the effort as she protested, “Everyone’s watching! Let go!”

pulled her into the service corridor, slamming the door behind them and cutting off

throat, a gesture that carried an unsettling

sound. “Yvan, what are you trying to

the

in this drunken state, hence his impulse to seclude her.

root in him, and

tears of physical pain. Her eyes, reddened, stared at him, two words

one time too many, he grasped the front of Matilda’s blouse and pushed her beneath

her head away, her voice a thin line of

slapped her across the face.

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disheveled, her eyes red–rimmed, and her cheek throbbing with pain, she regained her senses

for her shoulders, but the words of apology stuck in his throat. Fear gripped him as he recalled the look in Matilda’s eyes when she first looked up at him- it was like a knife slicing through

“You…”