A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 147

Ella couldn’t help but question her allure. Where had she gone wrong?

Previously, even when Yvan didn’t lay a finger on her, his eyes still held a certain warmth. This time, when Yvan asked her to stay overnight, she thought maybe, just maybe, something real might happen between them. But, to her dismay, Yvan remained as detached as ever.

Could it really be that after five long years, he had no desire to touch her?

She refused to believe it. If he didn’t want her, why would he keep her close for five years? Why shower her with affection?

Then it hit her. It must be because of Matilda’s presence in the house; that’s why Yvan was acting this way. If only Matilda and her son didn’t exist!

A surge of dark intent swelled within Ella’s eyes as she slipped into her lingerie and draped a sheer nightgown over herself, one as thin as a butterfly’s wings. She checked her tousled, sensual hair in the mirror before opening the door and stepping out.

Yvan was in the midst of shedding his shirt when he saw Ella in her seductive attire. His movements halted, his fingers stiffening over the buttons before he continued. Without a word, he strode past her into the bathroom and shut the door behind him.

herself. It couldn’t be disinterest; Yvan must have been startled by her appearance, she

herself enticingly on the bed and distracted herself with her phone. As soon as the sound of running water from the en–suite bathroom ceased, she switched her attention back to the door, silently

as

same eyes had since remained impassive as if nothing could stir his interest following Rachel’s death.

at her, it was always with a sense of nostalgia–a longing

resemblance to Rachel was the reason she had been able to stay by Yvan’s side for so long. Yet, after five years, she desperately wanted to be truly desired. But Yvan

Yvan’s. The child had been lost before Ella could intervene, a fact that

he willing to be with Matilda but not with her? In what way was she inferior

her, Ella reached out to embrace him, pressing her body against his, and

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was a voice no

back in a patronizing manner, “Sleep

Just