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.”

“Yvan, if you want to be a part of Logan’s life, then you better come clean about

a wave of irritation through Yvan. “What do you want to achieve with this tantrum, Matilda? I admit the kidnapping was an unfortunate accident, but can’t you stop slandering innocent people? Murderer? Who is the murderer here?”

hole. She fixed her gaze on Yvan’s handsome face, searching

I’m beyond caring! But I will never put my son back in such

his frustration and roared, “Matilda, stop using your grievances to justify

with a low, mocking laugh, she retorted, “Me? Grievances? What

taunting him

her game, but as he stepped closer and saw the redness in her eyes, the hurtful words he meant

once warned him, “Yvan, one day, I

wanted to escape

him, his hands trembled violently. Matilda’s expression always made him feel as if their hopeless situation might

end.

do the day Logan could no longer anchor