A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 155

For a whole week, Yvan had not set foot in Matilda’s hospital room. When he finally re–entered the sterile space. Matilda’s pale face lifted to meet his gaze, her eyes seething with a startling intensity of loathing.

“I’m taking our son with me,” she declared.

It wasn’t a plea but a statement, crisp and clear.

A twitch flickered between Yvan’s brows. He couldn’t quite explain his obsession with Logan, their son. Perhaps he feared that if Logan left. Matilda would vanish from his life entirely.

Holding Logan close was like holding onto Matilda; it was his way of keeping her within his

grasp.

But this time, the raw emotion in Matilda’s eyes frightened him. She seemed to have cast aside. all her vulnerabilities, ready to flee from him at all costs.

His voice took on a darker edge. “You don’t have the right to take Logan away.”

surfacing after a long pause. “Yvan, if you want to be a part of Logan’s life, then you better come clean about Ella! I

wave of irritation through Yvan. “What do you want to achieve with this tantrum, Matilda? I admit the kidnapping was an unfortunate accident,

her chest had been torn open, the icy wind whistling through the gaping hole. She fixed her gaze on Yvan’s

believe me. I’m beyond caring! But I will never put my

you had enough of this?” Yvan could no longer contain his frustration and roared, “Matilda, stop using your grievances

with a low, mocking laugh, she retorted, “Me? Grievances? What right do I have to feel

was taunting him

stepped closer and saw the redness in her eyes, the hurtful words he meant to say suddenly

warned him, “Yvan, one day, I

wanted to escape

him, his hands trembled violently. Matilda’s expression always made

end.

longer anchor her to him? Yvan’s heart shook